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2004-09-04 | 10:38 p.m.

Another Saturday night, and I ain't got nobody
I got some money cause I just got paid
but how I wish I had someone to talk to
I'm in an awful way

Had a romantic dream I didn't want to wake from this morning, this one featuring beach towels and a motel with lots of dark wood paneling. I think he was a doctor. My subconscious sure knows how to treat a girl.

They're coming fast and furious lately, these dreams. Always I am knee-deep and head over heels, yet also my usual self. Dream date invariably willing to risk all to be with me. As if I were ... you know ....

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