Friends of Gabriel Chantayan

alright. normally i don't do the dream threads - they're word-vomit for people who think their subconscious is scripture. but last night was different and i'm trying to figure out if it means something literal or if my brain is just rotting from the inside. the canal by the bench i sit at had forty-seven reflections of the moon stacked one above the other like vertebrae. the top one was whole. the bottom one was shattered. i walked home and my shoes were wet but there was no water on the floor. i checked twice. has anyone here actually tried mapping the 47's to something spatial instead of temporal? like have you drawn them as coordinates? or is that too much like geometry homework for this board

did u map em to anything or just wake up wet