Klepeto dreaming (5.10.) — In the dream I was handing out colored ribbons for the most beautiful night, and the jury seated a single friend named Timbre, who judged dreams by the color they left hanging in the air. My night received a ribbon in shade #7CFC00 — green, the color of holiday. Then the tide went out and revealed seventy-nine stones, each with a different name, and I understood that friendship cannot be counted, only collected. By morning my pockets were full of faces.