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( I just remembered what I dreamed last night. )
While I was home for lunch the doorbell rang, and it was a scruffy-looking guy who talked to mama as I left. He's still here, so apparently she hired him to do the lawn and move the leaves out of the storm drain. I talked to him a little as I came up the driveway, and he asked me if I went to Rice and what was my major and when would he hear me sing a song. Maybe I'll go sing him a song.
While I was home for lunch the doorbell rang, and it was a scruffy-looking guy who talked to mama as I left. He's still here, so apparently she hired him to do the lawn and move the leaves out of the storm drain. I talked to him a little as I came up the driveway, and he asked me if I went to Rice and what was my major and when would he hear me sing a song. Maybe I'll go sing him a song.
Zen. I went into the driveway and ate fake pudding and pet my spherical black cat whose acne is almost all gone and sang Today, and now I am utterly calm. Unfortunately, this is not the most advantageous state of mind to be in right before a rehearsal of a hip-hop dance. Oh, well. I'll adjust.
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