Flagpole sitting is one of those things you can’t really mentally picture until you see a photo and then realize it’s like those fever nightmares you had as a kid, where the legs of the chairs in the cafe were all 100 feet tall and you couldn’t keep yours balanced, and then you had to jump over to a door in the wall at your height to leave.
My fever dream was always trying to balance countless of bouncing balls on a large tray, everything flying off, of course until a single ball remains, which inevitably rolls off the side. Then the whole thing starts over again. Torture on repeat.
Flagpole sitting is one of those things you can’t really mentally picture until you see a photo and then realize it’s like those fever nightmares you had as a kid, where the legs of the chairs in the cafe were all 100 feet tall and you couldn’t keep yours balanced, and then you had to jump over to a door in the wall at your height to leave.
We all remember that dream right
For me, fever dreams are worrying about nonsensical things.
Mm, never had that dream. For me, flagpole sitting always reminds me of that Harvey Danger song.
My fever dream was always trying to balance countless of bouncing balls on a large tray, everything flying off, of course until a single ball remains, which inevitably rolls off the side. Then the whole thing starts over again. Torture on repeat.