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I had a dream about you last night. It was a thick, busy dream full of music and lights and thick, busy rooms full of thin moving people. We ate hotdogs, sitting at indoor picnic tables, and played games amidst the noise and laughter.

We were happy.

You fell quiet, and when I looked at you, I could have drowned in a flash of sweet love.




Last night we went for a long walk - down to the co-op to pick up some ramen and phish food frozen yogurt, and then over to walmart to pick up the weight bench, and then home.

The weight bench weighs 40kg. It seems wrong to complain about the weight of something that you're buying so you can lift weights, so we didn't.

Instead, we "borrowed" a shopping card to bring it home in.

So now we have a weight bench. After the next paycheck we'll buy weights. Then we'll be strong, strong like bull! (grrr)

I didn't want to get up this morning. Something as simple as walking an hour to work seemed unsurmountable. But I persevered.

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