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[threeplusfire]

I had planned to spend some time online last night, plotting and writing. But shortly after Gene left to see a friend, the power went out. When it did come back on, I couldn't get the DVD player to work or the cable modem. So I read a few chapters in the shower, and fell into uneasy sleep.

For the past couple of hours, it's been sheeting down, silvery grey water blanking out the rest of the world. The moat has risen.

It was in my dreams, the rain. Of Brno, of classes, of exhaustion. Laying in a swaying rope hammock in the back of a military transport truck. Watching the flag overhead jerk and ripple in the wind. Crossing a river in my sandals.

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Checkpoint Charlie

[mariachelli.livejournal.com]

You have disturbingly vivid dreams. I am impressed. I do realize I posted something similar before, but I honestly find it incredible. Maybe its because life itself doesn't seem that vivd to me.