Prompt: "I once dreamed . . ."
Original Airdate: July 18
I once dreamed about a square, white room. In the room there was light, but no bulbs and the windows were all turned away from the sun, their blinds half-drawn. I was not alone in the square, white room and my companion and I were in the midst of a conversation. She was criticizing a girl we both knew, calling her all names but the girl's own. I was trying not to listen. My companion held a bush baby - dark brown and wide-eyed - in her arms. When she criticized so harshly that I cringed, the bush baby hopped out of her embrace and scurried over to me, clinging tightly to my calf. She did not even notice. When I woke up, I could still feel the bush baby wrapped tightly around my leg.