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dream on ye little dreamers...
my the dreams we've had, of karin and linford & gang.
I remember denise used to interpret these things for
us. this way we never need loose sleep over the
fact...
that last night we dreampt linford washed all of
the fiesta ware, bought us a hamsteak from the Country
Fair, declared himself turpentine, joined a goth club
for some time, nick cave & him drank the night away
and together they declared there'd never come a day
when cowlicks would ever be a curable thing.
oh. that was my dream.
well, gee.
just the other day, 'bout eleven or so I was drinking
coffee and starting my day when I noted that Linford
and Karin were just a hop skip and a jump over at ann
arbor. I did seriously contemplate throwing a long
coat over my baggy clothes, trotting over to the
busstop & riding on into town. then, I would walk the
slushy streets in search of said record shop, throw my
arms wide in love and affection...but I needed to get
to work by one...
seriously, it was a sad, warming and eerie feeling
knowing that they were so nearby. 8 miles away.
I am sad to have missed them.
Mrs. Harnish.
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