Maybe this is jet lag. After a dream that my father was a prince and we went in search of my mother who lived by the sea with my half-brother, I woke up at 4am and couldn't get back to sleep again. I started to think about the impending move, about packing up my CDs and labeling them "fragile", and what to give away and what to keep, etc. I
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Wow! Bizarre dream. Welcome back though. Moving soon? You used to live somewhere in the west right? I guess you love classical music alot!
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