And out of my toes, my little blue baby grows
G called me to tell me she dreamt she had 7 toes. I told her I dreamt that two friends were making fun of me and driving to the point of rage and that I started screaming and screaming in my dreams till I woke myself up. Anxiety, baby, she said. I told her it’s the crawling out of the skin variety. I said ducks will help, they always do. She agreed, being a little ducky herself.