September 2010
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stones.
I really don’t remember what my dream was this morning, but I do remember that I’ve had it before… only this time it was cooler.
For some reason, everything made sense when I was asleep.
I don’t really remember what happened to be precise….
All I remember was that chickens were God and my dad was evil, and a caterpillar saved the day. Also, we were all out at sea...
