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Tuesday, July 24, 2012

at least its a post

You may not think its a long time to go without posting
but I am feeling slightly post empty lately 
I hate when I fall down the blog lists 
because people have posted more recently than I have

My summer days are enjoyable
and I don't want school to start
no matter how cliche.

From 9-10 this morning; 
from the time I decided to turn off my alarm clock
and just sleep in 
to the time I suddenly realized that all I had to do was wake up,
I had a nightmare. 

It wasn't especially scary,
it even was very nice in the beginning,
but right now I am pretty sure that the villain of the dream and his mother
would probably be who would pop out of a closet that a boggart was hiding in.

The plus side? 
The whole dream took place at 7 peaks
and at one point I was spiderman
and also at another I was Charming from Once Upon A Time.
but the fact that someone was trying to kill me 
kinda put a damper on things. 

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