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Nov. 18th, 2007 05:31 pmMy life is full of cherries and fine bread. Also with sleep.
All of today's work will be done later tonight because I spent this afternoon in slumber. At least I had interesting dreams.
I bet my dreams weren't nearly as interesting to you as they were to me. They were a lovely combination of wisping slate blue ghosts, mediums who joined a class of mine and who would not shut up and let me run the class, and me teaching history that was so wrong it had me almost in tears when I woke up. In fact, I woke up at 4.30 (just when the weather changed) and the first words I said were "No. I would never teach that!" Please imagine the anguish in my voice yourself.
All of today's work will be done later tonight because I spent this afternoon in slumber. At least I had interesting dreams.
I bet my dreams weren't nearly as interesting to you as they were to me. They were a lovely combination of wisping slate blue ghosts, mediums who joined a class of mine and who would not shut up and let me run the class, and me teaching history that was so wrong it had me almost in tears when I woke up. In fact, I woke up at 4.30 (just when the weather changed) and the first words I said were "No. I would never teach that!" Please imagine the anguish in my voice yourself.