dreams of the sea, caught way inland . . .
A journal of my dreams.
11/03/2003
I got to work this morning, see, and nobody was there and the door was locked. So I did my mall errands between 10:30 and noon, then tried to find Adam to give him the message that I won't be in to see him at work this evening, but nobody knew where he was. I left the message with both Willie and the school's reception desk.
I'm sorting through my photos of recent flash floods for the best ones. My foot's asleep.
Time to eat, and shower. After that, I feel like wearing a skirt, white fishnets and my new shirt, though I won't, because I'll have no occasion.
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