Ikea Dreamer

Olympia WA

Description

At first I refused to believe what my eyes seemed to be telling me. I had taken every precaution to ensure that the enforcement could not track me before I pierced the veil into the fever dream. However, you appeared before me not a moment after I breathed the mela powder and finalized the piercing procedure, hence the terrified look on my face. Thankfully the wave of horror quickly subsided once I saw the denim shielding bulwark draped delicately over your torso, I knew immediately that you were not with them but who, then, were you? How could you have possibly traced my cortical signature, and why would you? I had completed the lager cleansing ritual, each of the 6 ales pounded and carefully put in their place to form the protection matrix. I should have been invisible. Still, you came to me like some sort of indie alt rock succubus. Before I could ask who you were you vanished into a most pleasant smelling smoky wisp, reminiscent of cannabis and stale beer. Immediately after you left I was shaken awake. Quickly realizing my pilsner protection ring of empty tall boys had been breached I was met with the face of a disgruntled ikea agent saying something about "display models" and "trespassing", they were muttering about other things which sounded vaguely threatening but my mind had not fully coalesced and I did not understand. Were you really just a ghost after all? Tell me what shirt you were wearing under your bulwark vest so I know it's really you.