People Have Been Forgiven

Last night: a weird barrage of reconciliatory dreams, a series of them, each about a different person somehow estranged. Interesting conversations and moments were had. Objects and events: museum corridors, long naps, towering stacks of CDs, bath towels. Some old spite has dissipated with this dawn.

I've had a very important one of these dream-moments before: a forgiveness dream, but in the previous instance, I was the one being forgiven by someone who was no longer able to forgive. That dreamed involved a rock quarry and people slipping about like seals, and it all made such perfect sense. Still does.

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In other news, if you're interested in buying recycled for your holiday shopping, here's a good place to start: Great Green Goods.

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Off to play computer tech...