late night ponderings, mid-day wonderings, early morning epiphanies. quotations, song lyrics, inside jokes...a small window into my life, and why it is worth living.
though being six again would be grand.
11.11.06
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to dream mid-day, even while napping, is spectacularly disorienting. disorientating. umm. confusing.
What happens when you take a prairie girl, raised in BC, and drop her in southern alberta?
If that's a question you've been asking, this is the blog to be reading.
Because that's what's happened to me.
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