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Dreams
I had a dream of violence last night.
It was in a place where people weren’t safe even in their own homes. Maybe it was the future; it certainly wasn’t the past.
Men roamed, taking what the wanted, selling what they stole–things, people–to any who would buy.
I also dreamed of a sharp knife, vicious and thin, and long enough to go all the way through.
I learned a lesson last night in my dream. I learned that if I am ever in a situation where I have to defend myself in hand-to-hand combat, I’m dead.
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September 29th, 2005 at 12:07 pm
Was there a Thunderdome?
September 29th, 2005 at 4:16 pm
Nope.
It was actually eeriely normal–except for the crime bit. Even the roving gang members were dressed like your average college student–probably a little better.