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| I sketched this sketch to Sam, and later that day, I had two of them in my bag. |
This entry is about a recent dream. I was carrying Sam on my shoulders, it was raining and she held an umbrella over us. There were houses nearby with people in them, who were watching us. Then the rain stopped and we realised that we were going in the wrong direction, so we doubled back. More people were watching now, maybe because Sam made soft tongchiang tongchiang* noises each time I rocked her gently, dipping below laundry hanging on clotheslines.
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