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February 3, 2003
Another dream leaves me feeling like felt-wrapped lead. My past bubbles up like reheated lava. Clear puns and symbols abound. More patience required to let it all sit and simmer, without having to concoct meaning just yet. D reminds me that the flip side of fear is excitement, but he has his own agenda. Then sends me a website called Neurotic Poets! “Madness takes its toll; please have exact change.” I feel anything but mad, although it sounds good to say I’m losing my mind. Been disappearing into myself for a while. Right now, it is giving me a headache.