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Jun. 21st, 2001 10:53 amI had a dream last night. It involved at one point a broken bicycle, and I remember wanting to call the Bicycle Repair Man from the Monty Python sketch. He never came.
Then I woke up, and I was out of marshmallows.
It was part of a recurring dream where I'm either wandering or otherwise travelling the streets of Phoenix, usually in my parents' neighborhood, for reasons I can't discern... but it's good to be out.
Then I woke up, and I was out of marshmallows.
It was part of a recurring dream where I'm either wandering or otherwise travelling the streets of Phoenix, usually in my parents' neighborhood, for reasons I can't discern... but it's good to be out.