by Lauren Hamami
another dream i had: morgan and zack and i went camping. there was an outdoor kitchen and i was in it making dinner. zack came up behind me and put his arms around me pretending to be me chopping garlic. i turned to look at his face, mine smiling but then morgan interjected and i spun out of his arms fast. i sat in a chair vacantly and watched as zack tried to start a fire by lighting a match and holding to a small broom. his face was nervous. the broom lit up and he threw it on the ground, surprised. now we had nor a broom nor a fire.