apparently, my dreams are all about the bodily fluids

i was in some class
they held it in a cafe
in an alt-city version of where i live
and
i had some discussion about
equating this area with manhattan

which doesn't make any sense

and i knew it in the dream
this is a small area
with
few tall buildings
and
it's predominantly residential
except for the major thoroughfares
which in the dream
were all
highrised and glass fronted

like the trendy sushi building
so
maybe i'm projecting
midtown gentrification
across to the edge
of old-money-town
but

that still doesn't make it manhattan

anyway
this class was weird
it was all about themes in textiles
or something
and
i kept referring to one style as earthy

it pissed the teacher off
but
it was mushroom colored
but there was some catch-phrase

really
rather than school
this seemed more like
some corporate district meeting
anyway

i think i got thrown out
and

i ended up
in a public bathroom

i was sitting
i looked down at my feet
i was wearing keds
and the laces looked like they had been
ripped away

what had happened


and then
i wiped

an enormous amount of
ovulation discharge
like the white of a large egg

and i'm like:
well
what the hell is this supposed to be telling me