Dreamed I was washing my face with a warm stock of broccoli.Dreamed I sat between two men, holding their hands.Dreamed I considered sprinkling pot on my take-out sandwich, but was afraid I wouldn't be able to drive.
These are all perfect. I wish my waking mind had access to such images.
Saturday, June 13, 2009 at 04:29 PM
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