Sunday, March 27, 2005
Couch Sessions
So, last night I had a dream. Not the Martin Luther King, Jr. kind. More of a Sigmund Freud kind. I was riding up an escalator and I couldn't get off. It ended in a wall with only a small platform off to one side that you had to jump to get to. I couldn't go back down because it was going too fast. I just kept trying to jump and failing. I was stuck. So, doctor, whaddaya think it means?
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