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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."

Monday, September 11, 2006

week two

6-15-2006-17

Slumber party continues. Up till midnight talking about: care, paying attention. Not just that but the whole of Saturday given over to a departmental retreat. I'm too tired to be up, but there is thinking to do for teaching and a document to make and laundry and the cool air with rain and thunder.

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Okay, so I fell asleep reading on the couch. Am now racing off to the office. Heard H wake up this morning with an "oh fuck." No more slumber party. These people have work to do.

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"and what is the use of a book...without pictures or conversations?"


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