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by laudablepuss 04/05/2007, 12:22pm PDT |
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Inevitably, when I dream about reading, my dream-state brain tries to make up what, specifically, I might be reading. (Or invent pictures if it's a photo album.) Then, because I have no imagination, the book ends up being gibberish or stupid or both, and the photo album has weird surreal pictures. And the dream proceeds downhill from there, nonsense-wise. :( |
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