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Last night I dreamed I was in a Latvian church with Elie Wiesel, listening to a one-legged man dressed as a woman (in a woman's suit with a giant black purse, his one hairy leg sticking out of the skirt) sing in a voice whose pitch was described in the church bulletin as "psychosomatic pseudo-counter-soprano."
I've had some weird dreams, but that one might actually take the cake. And that was just the last of a series of very, very odd dreams.
On the bright side, my two morning appointments cancelled, so I have a few hours to sit around and recover from my dreams. I would like to swim in a giant vat of coffee. mmmmcoffee.
In other news, I started my fourth and final chapter last night! Admittedly, I only have 2 paragraphs, but it's a start.
I've had some weird dreams, but that one might actually take the cake. And that was just the last of a series of very, very odd dreams.
On the bright side, my two morning appointments cancelled, so I have a few hours to sit around and recover from my dreams. I would like to swim in a giant vat of coffee. mmmmcoffee.
In other news, I started my fourth and final chapter last night! Admittedly, I only have 2 paragraphs, but it's a start.