I slept horrifically last night, but in the couple of hours I was asleep I managed to dream both of some fictional dead artists and of Michael Redgrave in a silent movie he never made. When I relayed the latter information to
selkie, however, I managed to leave a letter out of movie such that she wondered if it was a typo for hive and now I kind of want to do something with that, although at the moment that feels a bit like planning to go personally to the moon. I am not sleeping enough for any of the things I want to write.
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- 1: A stranger light comes on slowly
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- 3: I might fail math if you don't move your shoulder
- 4: One boundary makes another
- 5: I swear only this city knows
- 6: It's maybe five minutes onscreen
- 7: From the morning past the evening to the end of the light
- 8: I bought Blue Velvet on a DVD
- 9: A lonesome highway is a pretty good subject
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