by Jason Thomas Kocher March 18th, 2010 Writing » Dream Diaries »

JTK’s Dream Diary – March 16, 2010
Bright white beams of light shine off similarly colored walls, contrasting with the grey green rubber mud of the floor and the machines as last call is called in this letdown fitness center of my dreams.
I scurry, as seems [...]
by Jason Thomas Kocher January 10th, 2010 Writing » Dream Diaries »
We hear a muddled voice, speaking in rhythm and de facto secrecy, repeating…memorized lines…a religious act…or an act of mild mannered madness.
Blues and greys fading to black fill the blanks of the walls, a small white bed somewhere in center.
A Victorian nonchalance hangs in the air as it does in her hair, brunette curls sleeping, a dress [...]
by Jason Thomas Kocher January 22nd, 2009 Writing » Dream Diaries »
JTK’s Dream Diary – January 20th, 2009
My back hurts. My fingertips, stressed beyond their limits, are chafed and bruised. I cannot feel my legs, yet I see them standing underneath me.
As Rachel’s father and I set down a sofa, the final piece, there is a collective sigh of completion and the obligatory smiles of a hard job well done [...]
by Jason Thomas Kocher October 7th, 2008 Writing » Dream Diaries »
Thomas K’s Dream Diary – August 17th, 2008
All the senses are all at once dominated by a terrible, stinking and gritty heat that shines and slimes through what was once thought to be the firmly secured windows of the mind. In competition with one another, your sight, hearing, smell, and taste swim against the current of your thoughts through a [...]