May 2012
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Dream blog #475
Dear diary,
Last night I was a prostitute on cross country skis.
I would glide my way through the forest and entice couples to be with me in a weird van.
Why?
Love,
Amanda
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Wearing a fur coat during a zombie apocalypse.
More vivid dreams have been visiting me. Last night, the zombie apocalypse hit San Francisco.
Except it was mostly old creepy dudes.
Zoe and I seemed to be the only ones without the virus. I told her to walk slowly and moan so we wouldn’t stand out. It was really hard. I wanted to run. I was feeling panicky and worried- where could we go? There wasn’t enough gas in my car to get...
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