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“My cow is not pretty, but it is pretty to me.” ~David Lynch
When I was a little kid I had nightmares about marshes. I grew up in a river delta, full of marshes, so I had more nightmares about it than usual.
The terror of those nights when you go to bed and try to fall asleep knowing that life has changed for you forever. It’s inevitable.
Isn’t it funny that when you finally reach out to your dreams you become quite gloomy? Is it because you’re dissatisfied with your fortune, or is it because you’re dissatisfied with yourself?
Money makes the world go round, not sure which direction, though.
“Chalk fairies” are police officers that have an urge to draw chalk lines around deceased bodies in crime scenes, and then disappear when investigators attempt to find out who contaminated the scene.
Passive-aggressive disorder applies to a person who forgot to return a library book more than one time… Oy!
What Pip tells Biddy in this page smells like a spoiled chunk of gouda marinating in a dirty diaper on top of a subway platform in the middle of August.