"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."
Monday, July 31, 2006
week eight
How much rain? The Rillito River floods its banks. Last time it did thatClifton flooded out too. Which is how I ended up here, wherever I am.
