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unhinged last night i had a dream that i got a tattoo on my upper back where people could see *gasp* ;-) hard to remember of what.

just got off the phone with my brother who told me he got the first tattoo of his leg sleeve done yesterday.



coincidence....i think not.
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oren Yeah, that sounds like more_than_coincidence. 080725
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epitome of incomprehensibility When I was about 10, I had an idea for a story where there would be several children who don't actually know each other but who meet in their dreams... I was interested in the idea of different people sharing the same dream. In the dreamland there would be some kind of wizard figure, and the kids would have adventures (of course). Then they'd find each other in real life and become friends. Then more adventures. A conflict between imagination and waking reality. A conclusion... what was my conclusion? I thought I would either have them stay in the dream world at the end, abandoning ordinary life, or have the wize wizard close the gates to the Collective Dreaming Centre (magical fairy kingdom, whatever) now that they'd completed their mission. But both endings seemed too much like death. 080725
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unhinged i have often had dreams that were
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if i was worried about someone. (there was one that i put in the blue years ago that particularly comes to mind. maybe it is on oxys but i can't remember for sure) considering i haven't really heard much from my brother for awhile now, this one wasn't really like that. he's been talking about tattoos for a loooooong time and i still have more than him but i have a feeling that is going to change very soon with the girlfriend working at a tattoo shop and having six tattoos and all. so he has one kabuki mask on his shin and if i remember the design right is supposed to get another one with a bunch of other stuff. obviously, if it's covering his whole leg. funny, i don't even know which leg. that's my brother; have a three minute half_assed conversation with him about once a month. *shrugs*

i miss that bastard.
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unhinged or

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unhinged i don't know what it is, but i've been having rather vivid dreams very close to my heart lately.


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it's been years since i've seen you, almost as long since we've talked to emailed, but last night i had a dream i went back to harrisburg to visit and hung out with you and your beautiful smart little girl. i know she's smart cause she's your kid, but also because in the dream she couldn't have been more than four and was doing percentages and you looked at me and said 'she's so smart isn't she?'

i would give something dear and serious to see you again and meet your daughter. so i can whisper in her ear how great her daddy is.
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unhinged melatonin


i got caught up in being sick AND hormonal and i found myself ready to give up on us. the cut_and_run being my habitual emotional response. lately, i have been reminded about how we met. our beginning.




about a month before i met you i had started taking melatonin to fall asleep. i wasn't eating or sleeping very well at the time. melatonin brought out nice sunny dreams from my subconscious. the short version of one of them being a guy came into work and left me a note in my mailbox about how he was in love with me.

the short version of our story is you didn't ask for my number the night we met but you told me you were going to come to my work to find me if you didn't see me again in a week.


some people would say that there is no connection between that dream and us. i think it was my heart reaching for you.
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Ode_To_a_Hummingbird One of the greatest mercies I am thankful for is to not dream of lovers
At least not the one's I've known of flesh

The only person I've dreamed so sweetly of is the only one whose love I fearlessly believe in

Months turning into years have passed between us and still
I feel loved
We don't belong to each other but I feel loved
Again and again

Ribbons and chains...
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