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2005-07-19 - 10:12 p.m. Perchance to dream Apparently, the consequence of pneumonia is that all small sniffles crawl down into your chest and rattle around. Great. I stayed home because there's nothing on fire at the office and I wanted sleep. Sleep, however, is somewhat dangerous. Last night I had a remarkably vivid dream watching Balynar's and Bryce's squires perform a Monty Python contradance number in wild technicolor, stomping around the fellowship hall of my grandmother's church complete with the wood paneling and sisal-bottomed, straight-backed chairs. It was a manly dance. Really. I can still hum the music from the dream. This is what Roland's life is like most every morning. I'm going to bed now, and, whatever happens, I promise not to tell you about it the morning. Kevin. � � � |