| Unlike when I
dreamt
that I was a Taylor Series this time I was complete, streched out to infinity, infinitly thin.
I had this dream when I was very young, perhaps
seven or eight, and then again many times after over the following years.
Each time I would either be white on black or
black on white, changing one into the other.
I would be vertical and then change to being horizontal.
From infinity down to a point and then back out again.
Being infinitely long is difficult to explain.
It feels good. | 
