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03/23/2003 Entry: ""Breaking Out""
It was a stormy sea on the waterbed... tossed and turned, awake at every hour, almost on the hour. Weird. Even dreamed that I was on a supertanker as hundred foot waves crashed across the bow. Analyze that! This too...I went to prison because a nine foot tall police officer ( who was bent over in such a comical way ) found a bag of green herbiness in my closet that I insisted was catnip. He just casually dropped me off at the prison and I walked in, and was told to "stay a while." It was filled with mall kids and after finding it insidiously boring I broke out to rent a movie. With tape in tow, I returned to the prison and just sat outside the gates, trying to decide whether to go back in, which I eventually did. I was taken to this office, where I was told over a loud speaker that I was exonerated and joyfully released to the custody of my cats.
I met this Adonis and he taught me Too naughty to post here.
A recurring dream of these fanciful woods bordered on all sides by railroad tracks.
Looks like another incredible day, but then again, when is it not? I affirm to spend quality time in a wall-less environment and do some connecting with this, my favorite season.
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