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[threeplusfire]

At least the dream world was kinder to me last night than lately. In this strange dream world I lived up on the east coast somewhere. I dated a half japanese girl, and a boy from Canada. There was a big lake, and we rented boats, and there was an ampitheater full of enormous leather bound books with elaborate illustrations. This time I woke up content and rested. It's a nice change from the unsettling dreams.

I never stop loving The Professional with Reno and Oldman. This is one of the greatest movies I have ever seen.

Comments

[sykii.livejournal.com]

Your icon is one of my very favorite poems.

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

I always think of a window in that oddly red twilight when I think about it. Plus, the BPAL interpretation had a lot of rose.

[sykii.livejournal.com]

I can't wear rose. But I'm glad someone who appreciates that poem can :)

Bolting the night of the door with her arm her plume.
Strait in the mazed bed
She deludes the heaven-proof house with entering clouds

or something like that.