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I had a really weird dream, and I only remember parts of it. In one part, I was running up flights of stairs with a woman to provide medical assistance to a sick person in a room at the top of the building. She was sliding up the stairwell banisters, and I kept trying to convince her to teach me how to do that so we could get there quicker. My ( Read more... ) -
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I just learned that i haven't written anything since september 2011. That's something i will do differently for the rest of the year.
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Lately, when I think about my life, I fail to see the point. -
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I know that this has been becoming a dream journal, but I've been remembering more and more of mine lately. Most recently I dreamt that I was on an Earth which had been invaded by giant dinosaur-like monsters from outerspace. It was very B-movie-ish. I was running through a giant beautiful white beach house, which was being destroyed as a ( Read more... ) -
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I had a strange dream again last night. I was in a bar, sitting at table with some friends and friends of friends. There were three Australian girls sitting next to me, and the one closest was named Eunice (pronounced "unique.) They were in a band, and they were there to network, not to just drink like I. I like working social situations, but I ( Read more... ) -
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I had the strangest dream. I had a double doctorate in virology and finance, and I had set up a laboratory seaside, in order to conduct research into the use of marine organisms in medicine. After work, I would go for a swim in the ocean, then head back to the lab, to my apartment several floors above it. The strangest part of the dream is that I ( Read more... ) -
a discussion between a young priest & whore
He took a breath, but what came out next sounded even whinier. "I'm more alone than I've ever been. And I have no idea of what will become of me next ( Read more... ) -
about people
Annie shook her head. "Don't read more into it than there is. I'm sure there are all kinds of things you wouldn't want to talk about with a stranger, stuff you wouldn't even want to talk about with me ( Read more... ) -
On growing older
But Molly pushed him aside and went up to the unicorn, scolding her as though she were a strayed milk cow. "Where have you been?" Before the whiteness and the shining horn, Molly shrank to a shrilling beetle, but this time it was the unicorn's dark eyes that looked down ( Read more... )