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Jan 25, 2006 16:07

this is my dream,
it is my own dream,
i dreamt it.
i dreamt that my hair was kempt.
then i dreamt that my true love unkempt it.
- ogden nash lived undersea

i just remembered about that sweet beat neutral milk hotel made awhile back & how when i was little my brother hid me in cupboards & put tiny flowers in all my teacups while i waited. & how when i woke up this morning i was thinking about a cat named charles, a mischievous king feline w a penchant for overeating & rabbit chasing. how january is the smallest month of the year, how i learn the most nice things during it.
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