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02/13/2003 Entry: ""Unwanted Dreams""
I just forced myself awake from the most awful dreamstate i've had in a while. I don't know what it all means, but I think it was a psychic reaction against the concept of beef jerky. Vicious, it was.
Tonight, a whopping two people showed up for the writer's group, which in a way was good; my words were scrambled and I was too tired to talk. I've also been battling the powers of the internet, trying to send my graphics to the publisher. I also battled slow people on the road, violent people at work... rather like a mid-term test of wills.
I don't know if today has a theme, but if the dream has anything to do with it, it's not pretty. I'm going to petition my brain for relief, enjoyment, and even sweetness to prevail for a while, in the welcoming arms of hopefully sounder sleep.
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