Monday, March 3, 2014

The fawn

I had a dream that a spotted fawn got into my house, pooped in the bathtub, then died (spread eagle) on Fiona's bed. I was late to catch a flight to Los Angeles, where I did not want to go, but felt stressed to make it to the airport on time nonetheless, and was worried I would not have time to finish cleaning the tub before I'd have to run out the door, half-packed.

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