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Friday, October 22, 2004

I dream every night. Most mornings I remember exactly what I dreamed. I seldom write about my dreams any more, because you know how they all end.

I have wonderful dreams about the two of us doing beautiful and wicked things together. They make me smile when I wake up in the morning. I enjoy thinking of them off and on during the day (when not occupied by work...) and wishing they could come true.

but I don't want you to start to see me as a whiny brat who constantly asks for something she knows she can't have.

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