Dreams

[anti_cyclone]

Dear My Subconscious

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[sanspoof]

I'd make you a painting of this guy, but I don't know if I could do him justice.
(PS: I had a dream last night about a puppet trying to strangle me, so it COULD be stupider, at least.)

[anti_cyclone]

Oh, the baku are neat. I first came across them in The Dream Hunters, and thought they were an excellent idea.

Whatever the reason, I don't remember having any unpleasant dreams last night.

[sanspoof]

That's well. I hope it continues.
(Here is another cute one. I like how the mane is optional.)

[anti_cyclone]

I met him online, through a humor site where readers could post questions and get silly answers. We were internet-friends for nearly three years, and for a while would spend twelve or fourteen hours a day chatting and watching each other's webcams. Eventually it seemed like it would be a good idea to meet in person. He later described that initial meeting as "a horrible shock," but not until after I'd been dating him (long distance) for six months or so, had spent a Thanksgiving meeting his parents, and had applied to school in Seattle and made plans to pick up my entire life and move.

The saga occupied quite a lot of the previous incarnation of my weblog. Some of it is still online.

[sanspoof]

Man, I've lost so very much email in my life. Makes me a bit sad.
I completely should have printed it out.