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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, May 1, 2008

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Flunk Day: used to be the day for planting, but if it falls on a Thursday, it brings nothing more than a few spare hours of catch up. The tulip fairie can't be expected to come around for a Thursday Flunk Day. Forget it. It takes leisure time to grow tulips. It takes a whole day.


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