dream log

Aug 28, 2006 13:34

Shopping in the Indian store, I find a melon named taniloa. It is plump and swuare, with rounded corners, like a throw pillow. When small, they are juicy and extremely tart. As they grow larger, they mellow out. I invent food in my sleep.

At my girlfriend's house they are playing Chinese music. We have a little singalong party and the family is very impressed that I know the songs. She is warm and there is no passion there, but we are comfortable leaning against each other on the couch.

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