nextdoor

I live in a house
with houses on either side
— one side a bishop,
the other a prostitute —
how shall I make my living?

In the dream, nextdoor to me was an academy, a Centre of Excellence (or some such institution) where the skill taught was sex. ‘Nextdoor’ has been a powerful recurrent theme in my dreams over the years. I have sometimes wondered whether it relates to the lateral differentiation of the two brain hemispheres. Or to put that another way, I have decided that it does. My ‘nextdoor’ is my other self.

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