Doughnut DreamsLying upon his blanket, his snout a-twitching and his leg a-jumping, my pupper dreams of better times.
Does he dream of his youth for his body to move with such abandon, or is he [[chasing]] other puppers at the park?Even now as I watch him, he rolls on his back and paddles his legs in the air. Faster and faster he runs, the speed in which he moves gains [[friction]] within the air.The smooth floorboard under the blanket releases its hold and permits the blanket to move, with the pupper on top, and they begin to spin around and around together at a dizzying rate. I’ve never seen such a thing in my life, as the pupper and blanket both rotate around the [[room]], ever increasing in speed.I am now stranded upon the couch, unable to gain assistance for both myself and my pup. All I can do is hope and suppose. Suppose what he is [[dreaming]] of to create such a phenomenon. Let us peer into his dreams.
Imagine this, an empty dreamscape except for circular objects with holes in the middle. From a distance, one would think perhaps they were rings, however, when one moves closer, they would realise what they are. [[Doughnuts]]. Large ones, small ones, stacked ones, iced ones.Imagine within this dreamscape, a floating pupper, legs moving furiously, as he tries to run the first doughnut he sees, until he discovers the next, and frantically changes [[direction]] to reach it. Detect, disconnect, direct.Imagine the pupper, so intense in his attempts to reach each doughnut that he’s stuck in the centre, spinning relentlessly, orbiting around his own desires. The more the doughnuts he sees, the more the dog [[spins]]<img src="https://imgur.com/eouPn77.jpeg">
