"Are our waking lives merely insectry, the march of ghouls collecting sensory data that our dreams convert into the product of our lives?"
Scraps of memories from my first few years.
An underachiever is given the secret to teleportation technology in his dreams, but when things go wrong, a surreal but deadly epidemic sweeps across the world.
Resolving the absurdity of existence through the patchwork logic of dreams. (fiction)
Gotta get yourself lost to get found. (fiction)