I’m an angel? This is after the Ringling clown performance that I volunteered to perform in. It took me so long ot get into my costume. I had only brought about half of dhte clothes that I needed for myc ostume, so I was gathering random bits from around the costume shop that I was in. I had the black and white striped unitard, a green skirt, a red shirt that I had stolen rom their shop, pink tights, and I was looking for stripey socks, and I was thinking about stealing some of their amazing shoes which were plastic and multi-coloured.
Then later I was an angel. I was flying around this fantastic and huge dinosaur structure. We kept getting new arrivals - it was our job to pass out the wings. The wings were like semi-conscious pieces of big juicy paper that would latch on to the people you put them on. There were a lot of babies arriving. It was very sad. Each paper set of wings had a name on it, and so the person would know their name, even if they had been a mere baby when they died. There were a few fetuses that got tiny paper wings. Sometimes my angel helper friends would put the wings on the people backwards, but it didn’t seem to be much of a problem. They could slide the wings around to the back so they were more comfortable.
When people died.. they started seeing a huge calendar in front of them with all of the important dates in their life in bold. If they looked far enough to the right they would see a HUGE date typed out. That was the date they were going to come back / be reincarnated. My lanky beautiful angel friend was coming back 18 Nov 2034. He had died in quicksand, even though he and my other friend had been pulled from it alive. He’d been wearing a white dress shirt and black dress pants. He was sort of like Adrian of A+D. That’s it, I think.
