I feel very young. And feel very keenly that I am supposed to be a man. Instead I caper like a fawn in a forest full of giggles. I also feel very tired and while I am happy at work, I come home and feel like some sort of outburst as exhaustion catches up to me. Bob bosses like a bitch. He is supposed to be a man too I guess, but acts like he
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The last group up had a black-haired blue-eyed dwarf playing some sort of gascan that had a long tube attached. He was hilarious, and as I laughed he came over and serenaded me.
As the dream faded, he sang in a Frank Sinatra voice something to the effect of how relieved he'd been to find out that the "stars and muscle-boys" led rather boring lives in reality.
Good luck with the acid.
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