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[second_banana]

Dear dreams,

You can stop being so fucked up now. I really appreciate all the insight into my brain and all, but come on! I know what I fear when I am awake. No need to make me stress about it when I'm sleep too. On the upside, I did appreciate the appearance of a couple of friendly faces in the last one. But seriously, you and I used to have such a good relationship! You would show me things and I would try to listen. Remember the living room dream? Remember the pond? Such good times! So, if I try to get to sleep before I pass out from tired will you try and go easy on me? I'd really appreciate it.

Sincerley,

The rest of me.

In other news I have been bitten by the bunny to end all bunnies. It is Sharpe related. The last time a bunny bit this hard fic actually came from it. Be afraid. Be very afraid.

~Susan

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I usually don't remember my dreams, but I had an odd one not too long ago. I was asleep on the couch and dreaming that I was awake on the couch. Someone walked up to me and fired a gun at my face. I actually heard the pop.
I woke up and wiggled my fingers to see if I was alive.

Sorry to hear about the bunny. I hear they are good with taters.