last night i dreamt i was wendy. i was living in the world of a fairy story and captain hook was coming down the carpeted red hallway to get me. in an effort to confuse him and escape, i smashed the gas lamps burning dimly as nightlights on sconces. he had already seen me and the terraced house was on fire. my hair was long and bouyant and tied in a blue ribbon and after that i cant really remember what happened.