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Might have had a dream last night in which I was packing up a bunch of artwork when suddenly *ATTACK* by some mysterious figure with a rapier so I run back down the hall, grab and unsheathe my wish it were real katana off of its stand on the bookshelf and engaged the attacker in a dramatic, drawn-out, slow-motion, very gentle duel to the "oh are we done now? Let's get dinner*."
*Disclaimer: elements of this dream may have been recounted slightly out of order for optimum dramatic effect and/or due to hazy memories. Dreamer also admits her katana wielding skills were probably laughable at best but at least she prevented the attacker from sticking her with the pointy end, and let's be honest their is nothing that makes one feel more badass than engaging in a sword duel.
*Disclaimer: elements of this dream may have been recounted slightly out of order for optimum dramatic effect and/or due to hazy memories. Dreamer also admits her katana wielding skills were probably laughable at best but at least she prevented the attacker from sticking her with the pointy end, and let's be honest their is nothing that makes one feel more badass than engaging in a sword duel.