Chantix dreams, upped dosage, one week later

August 29th, 2007 § 0 comments

80′s red golf broken into, cassette player not stolen, it was raining lightly
courthouse
couldn’t dial 911, wrong number, dialed 121
Praying with Hulk Hogan over the near death of his son, who was there, Giant hands
Miguel Ruiz chiding me for praying with them, because I was dishonest, i did defend my action as graceful, kind
Large orangish wolf creature arising from the neighbors yard in Farmdale
Molly and two friends, picnic table, shed, open outdoor shelving with packaged foods on it.
I imagined it would be cool to hike around the country and stealing food this way

Cheyenne and I played, she had a seizure, I cuddled and held her through it.

 

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