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Fri. May. 11, 2007 - 9:54 in the P.M. It was just a simple dream that my balcony was way bigger than it is and it stayed dusk for hours while we had dinner outside on a table that was dressed with one of those tablecloths. There was music playing, though I don't know from where. We drank glass after glass of wine but never became silly or drunk. p.s. It kept coming to mind and showing up. |