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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, November 13, 2006

last day of class

11-7-2006-01


Was joking when I said please let me get hit by a truck so I don't have to deal with the many things that must be done today. Then somebody hit a red squirrel and left his body smack in the middle of the bricked road by the path leading up to Old Main, and I looked at him a long time because it seems after all I had a better day than he did no matter how you think it.

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


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