Puddle

Apr 10, 2026

"I was at my ex-wife's house, and she was wanting me to stay there even though we'd been divorced for quite a while. She also kept saying she was mad at me and couldn't help it. I went to the bathroom and looked into the mirror, but I didn't have a face. Then I would just have like these tiny eyes, but I still would have no face again. So my face just kept coming and going, but mostly just not being there. It was just like a flushed face with no features. When I came out, I tried to find paper to write down the dream, the dream with my face in the mirror, but I couldn't find any that wasn't written on or was just like a picture of some sort. It didn't seem right to write on the pictures of her and her new friends, even though she said I could. So I kept looking, and I finally found some paper to write down the dream, but then the paper got wet because I set it in a puddle, and it couldn't be written on. Eventually, I found a box with my old underwear and some other things in it, and it also had some paper. I was able to write down the dream, and I wrote down the dream of my face not being there in how I looked in the mirror."