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"And if he left off dreaming about you, where do you suppose you'd be? ... You'd be nowhere. Why, you're only a sort of thing in his dream! If that there King was to wake you'd go out -- bang! -- just like a candle!"

"Hush! You'll be waking him, I'm afraid, if you make so much noise."

"Well it's no use your talking about waking him when you're only one of the things in his dream. You know very well you're not real."

Friday, June 16, 2006

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Leaving day. Getting my ass in gear.

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from the Annunciation notebook, Monday, June 16, 2003, Ithaca, NY, 8:25 a.m.
flu ache settled into the small of my back, bronchitis into my lungs. In this chilly misty damp summer I am dreaming of going home for some sun & earth.
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