In which I try to respond when my brain gives me a freaking hint.

Apr 04, 2008 11:58


This morning I woke up from a long, complicated, Wizard of Oz-style "and you were there, and you were there, and you were there" kind of dream where I caught up with a lot of people, some of whom I hadn't thought of in a long time, and we talked, and some of us performed, or showed off art, or writing, or kids (who mostly showed off themselves), or ( Read more... )

dreams, epistolography, friends, music

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goteam April 5 2008, 02:49:43 UTC
Um, and I'm filtering the comments on this post so y'all can be as mushy (or mocking of my mushiness) as you want without anybody besides me reading it.

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