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May 31, 2006 at 7:36 am Leave a comment

Needless to say, I slept like shit last night. When I did sleep, I dreamt about an old writer friend of mine. He’s somewhat reviled but I personally have nothing against him. He’s been nothing but friendly and respectful toward me and my endeavors. The only thing that I remember right now is that he was giving some presentation in a clearing in a forest. He’d burned a hole in the ground in the shape of the state of Pennsylvania. He handed me “the torch,” which was actually this giant heavy pole hundreds of feet high. I could barely hold it up, I was afraid I was going to burn the forest down. He snatched it back from me and said, “C’mon Sara, you can’t handle Superchunk?” I think that was the band he mentioned.

So weird and funny.

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