The Enemy of the Good (eideteker) wrote,
The Enemy of the Good

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Ugh, dreams.

Very... not good—vivid dreams last night.

I am a very lonely boy. <=(

A lot of people from the past. People I made up, too (like a whole bunch of new Risley people). Saba was there; remember Saba? She was so very pretty. It was some Cornell-y place, but with more fields and Cornell people from then and now. Everyone loved me and was happy to see me and I was universally accepted. Maybe I should go back for Slope Day weekend. Joe?

Yeah, and before that, I had a... um... other dream-thing. I had to wake myself up because it was just too weird. I almost had S-E-X. Yikes! I don't have those kinds of dreams.

"I can hear the neighbors say: 'Never liked him anyway.'"
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