I woke up repeating the same few sentences about anticipation and how we are all, every one of us, waiting for something in our lives. Over and over again. What had I been dreaming? I wonder. Hmm.
A lazy Saturday. I napped, and watched Borat, and read the novel Hey Nostradamus! by Douglas Coupland. I love Coupland because even though his writing
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