Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Just Plain Weird

My memory was jarred the other day when my wife was talking about something, and I couldn't quite picture the images in my head but they were very familiar, of a place I'd been to. I kept trying to think of where that place was and when it was that I went there. It took a long time to put the pieces together and when I did I realized that I was remembering a dream I had, who knows how long ago.
I'm starting to creep myself out.


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