Wednesday, February 14
Fantastical Deer Dream
Last night I dreamt of tiny white tailed deer that sprouted from the ground. My dog, the brave husky, pounced on them. I got nervous. I almost barfed. Actually, I did, and all the deer scattered. My dog turned into a deer and ran off as well. I am the lonely barfer with nothing to write about today.
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2 comments:
Wow. I'd say that was a lot. Such imagery. . . wow.
Wasn't that a Goldfrapp video?
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