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I fell asleep without any sounds to interfere with my dreams last night. I dreamt that I wrote a blog about having a dream that I was mowing the lawn when the mower got away from me and lifted me high into the sky, off into space, past the planets and the stars, until I ended up on a planet of women, where I was greeted by its leader. (Plus two escorts.) The first thing they asked me to do was to go back and bring the whipper-snipper.
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Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Not Whipped Yet (Wishful Dreaming)
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