dirt sculptures.

cruising down i-5. i’m in the backseat and two people are in the front seat. i think alex is driving? there’s construction going on all around. EVERYWHERE. no buildings exist anymore… no trees… no sidewalks… nothing. it doesn’t feel particularly dreadful, though, because there are these mounds of dirt that have been shaped like sculptures… kind of like how sand sculptures are shaped. so there’s basically these sculpted brown mounds of dirt everywhere. we start going down a hill kinda and i think we’re going to slam into a dirt sculpture mound but actually the tunnel goes underneath the dirt mounds, i think. then i wake up, because my alarm goes off.

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