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good thing to dream of in Las Vegas @ 10:44 am

hitting dogs with shovels
eyes under long black fur
on either side of the tail
green

stands up, anthropomorphized human/dog
"but do you still have your...?"
feels for balls
he says yes
but i don't feel them

still
looking for a place to play upstairs
waiting for him to follow me
to find out


a longer telling of the dreamingCollapse )
--- a cell phone (not mine) rings in the room and snaps me back here:
to Las Vegas.

what i've been doing the last few days, how i got hereCollapse )

here i am
 

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