Had this very specific dream last night that I went to Oklahoma.
Except
Oklahoma was, like, a state in between Nevada and Arizona
so it was a quick drive that – from California – we pulled off in like a day.
I asked this friend – I actively avoid – for five thousand dollars and they gave it to me.
I had a half day left in this place so I was, like, I’m gonna see if there’s an improv club there, it’ll make me better to play with a buncha strangers,
and
there was one,
and
when I got there it was FULL of Comedy Spot people I already knew and it turned out they go back and forth all the time,
and
I was, “wow, I had no idea Oklahoma was this big of a deal.”
—melony ppenosyne
Flommist Melony Ppenosyne is a writer and weird artist type. In the last year alone, she’s traveled to Virginia as a competing poet, co-written a play on mental illness that is presently being produced, and crafted a published essay checking the privilege and scope of art galleries. Copyright © 2017 Melony Ppenosyne.
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