Dreamt Ron, his mother, and I were in a gigantic hotel full of staircases, gleaming, and white. Somehow Ron became separated from us. Marie and I were in a gift store on a lower level. I'd bought a stuffed black bear. While Marie waited I searched the place for Ron and finally found him.
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A crystal junkie, some of my favorites have come from India. I recently discovered Himalya Quartz on Ebay and ordered the top pink and gre...
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Sir Frankie Crisp wears Mummy's sixties costume pearls. He's not falling for the drugged cream. He said, too bad, witch. That bitch ...
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2/8 Terribly sick again last night, so loads of dreams to report. I have to go through my notebook and figure out the four pages of p...
