Personal Statement

April, 2011. I've no time for backstory. Otherwise, I might put this off another day, and it's already been too many days. Here it is: my dreamwork is messy. I can't get around it, under it, over it... I'm going through it. Part of my homework is about a dream where a small, yellow bird flies into a house and a cat attacks it. My homework is to notice when that cat is acting through me, attacking others and separating me from my little boy self.