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November 22, 2020
‘Say that again.’
‘What are you on about? Come here, we need to finish this.’
‘Didn’t you just say something?'
‘What are you talking about? Come, give me a hand.’
‘Every now and again I have a feeling of lots of people moving past, different realities pressing in, and the edges all bleed and blur together. Just now I thought I heard someone talking to me, someone I should know and trust. She was so familiar but I don’t know her. I might have mis-heard but it seemed real, it felt real.’
‘Sometimes dreams feel like that. Hold this still.’