I have a cold -- and I have DayQuil. And it appears that I am in a slightly hazy dream. It is warm outside -- nearly 80 degrees, and not quite right for November 18th -- but there it is.
And this is my Dreamlog. What or Who am I dreaming of? Skirt sliding down over new tights/hose; a woman too pretty to be alone; all in black. With a cold, like mine. I know her name but it is not for this blog -- taboo.
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