It’s just that the dream I had last night has been clinging
like a limpet all day. I dreamt that two of my ex’s were in my house. One was
lodging here temporarily, while the other was here to pick up some of her
things. Meanwhile, the landlord was in the garden tearing my plants out. I
swear that if only I could know my own mind the universe would make much more
sense.
And I noticed the other day that tractors coming towards you
on a narrow lane travel much faster than those you get stuck behind. I suspect
a young framers’ conspiracy, but maybe it’s just a cigar being a cigar.
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