this afternoon i had a dream that i went to a restaurant that had kitten on the menu. this seemed like a normal thing; it was a typical New Orleans restaurant -- shrimp, oysters, kitten. ice Cube was the chef. they had live kittens in cages in the kitchen and t wanted to buy them all to save their lives, but i didn't want Cube to think i was a sentimental wuss. i woke up crying.
my dreams have been thoroughly confusing as of late.
i want someone to explain this to me.
plenty to worry about lately and not a lot of time to post. i want summer here. now ):
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