Syndactyl Salutations

Thoughts on writing, knitting, and the world around me.

Saturday, November 22, 2003

Strange Dreams

Knitting, typing, loud boys dreams. Typed something for a roommate I didn't know and printed it out on a long scarf. We drove through an area with giant pre-historic animal heads mostly buried in hillsides.

The boys were cranky and fell asleep just before we had to walk down these ridiculously long, winding corridors back to the car.

Strange dreams.


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