There is a character I sometimes visit in my dreams. I have named him Mocuno. I remember this place where I went to school when a child. I can remember walking to school. It must have been about four bocks away. This is a different time and place, and yet, in the dream it feels as real as this world I live in at the present. In some ways, it feels more real. An index of these pages are at Cappyzeb.
The Journals of Mocuno
I found a record with my name in large letters school records from 1971 in a book in an antique from store on a lot on the corner of the street.
In an antique store. Our old trailer was still there on the corner of the lot. I remembered going to the Johnstone school of technology as an out reach program extension of the school. The book was old and bound of some tough material burgundy in color with designs on the front. Inside the pages contained various school records including records of the students. There I found a single page with my name on it in large black letters contains writings of my records. The town seemed to be located in San Diego like place, yet this was not the same place, but some place like it. It is on the western shore next to the pacific like ocean.