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February 28th, 2006

not throttled

I've never been a big devotee of dream reportage. Some use their journals wisely and well in dissecting and abstracting dreams like so many frogs and molars. I've not got that gift or fascination. When the woman last night in my dream began to choke me, but her efforts seemed to place us both in a form of stalemate, I merely awoke, but have no grand conclusions to draw. I'm in a mood for deletion, for donation, and for duo-decimal divination. There is no point in grasping for rings, when straws are so much more handy.