"Last night, I had a dream that I was drawing a picture of my boyfriend who I haven't seen in two months. I was in my kitchen drinking coffee and I spilled the coffee all over his face and I watched the blackness soak into the paper and the coffee grounds at the bottom flowed over his face and the paper buckled up as it gained surface area and my drawing was ruined. It was the last thing I had to remind me of him, and it was ruined. Then I woke up."
-Oveyo
