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 I had the dream again.

This dream follows a familiar pattern, always a recurring pattern:

“I don’t like you anymore. I will not speak to you anymore.”
And then, me:
“But tell me what I did wrong!”

Ostracism without explanation. These days, I'm inclined to relate it to my not-altogether-successful job search anxieties of the waking world.

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Overslept. Note to self: Valerian *works*. 12 hours of sleeping-in goodness when I had hoped to be showered and working on the comic right now. Bleah. Have a lot to finish by the end of the month ( Read more... )