When I was little, I collected unicorns.
I don't myself remember the genesis of this collection; my earliest memories surrounding it are of looking for the statues at my father's tobacco store and having to be really, really careful when I dusted them, because many were made of glass.
My mother has told me it came from a series of nightmares I had.
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I haven't had a nightmare in years, so I don't know if that part still applies. . .
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