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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."

Thursday, June 29, 2006

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Readying for six miles. See you when I get back. Or else, bring a spatula.

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Canada del Oro

And I walked out to the canyon and stood on the bridge where my shadow below looked back at me looking out at the scrub in the wash. No river, no trail access. Two quail cross in shade. The sun is behind us. The bed is damp, last night's rainfall.

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