Sometimes I have the strangest dreams, of people I haven't seen for years and years, or people I don't even know. Lately I've had a lot of dreams of sitting atop highway overpasses, signs and telephone poles, just holding a sign. I don't know what the sign says, and I'm just sitting there, afraid to fall.
I have a strange fascination with things that are also other things, things that aren't what they seem, things that morph and change, things that have characteristics of things they shouldn't.
I often start to shake violently for no reason, and I really don't know why.
Thursday
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