July 30, 2013
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Just dreamed that my friend Kim was going to help solve my crime with her forensic investigation skills.
Somehow this guy kept showing up with a few lines of poetry would flash himself then disappear.
I ended up in the shower of a large hotel with a lot of unused hair clogging the drain. She saw so much evidence she thought my crime was faked but it was real all along. She finally gave me a chance and started to investigate the crime.
The minute she disappeared was the moment the people would start quoting poems at my door again. I worried he was after her then me then her then me.
It freaked me out.
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I hate those dreams where someone's out to get you. Mine have turned from running to fighting back, but my punches are weak. =( Glad to have known you here in Xangaland. =)