The March Hare

I wrote a ghost story based on a dream I had. I think the story's pretty good, so I had this idea to write a whole series of stories based on my dreams. Last night, I dreamed that my best friend cut half of her tongue off and I had to drive her to the emergency room, her wriggling tongue wrapped in paper towels, over an Escher-ish maze of incomprehensible freeways.

So, maybe not.