In wishing, and sometimes in dreams, I imagine my powers are great. I wake from my imagination and sink back into the corrosive, disorganized anti-private life that I lead. I can't stand the noise much more. Loneliness drifts in and out of scheduling conflicts, issues with money and the desire to create
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Well, I suppose that makes two wishes.
-Dana
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