So I was up early--after a dream that ended with me biting off a guy's thumb--he was stealing the comics I'd labored over, but I wasn't really me, and no one else in the dream was anyone I knew, and this was after a better dream (but still difficult) about riding a bike that I continually got off, took apart, and had to reassemble to ride the next
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nicole.
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I hope you are feeling better.
Duchess
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It's just such a good little poem to hold in your head for when you need it, you know?
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