Sorry for the silence - I just moved back in



You know those dreams where you get a horse for birthdaypresent, and then you wake up thinking you actually have a horse? I just had one of those, obviously using the horse as some kind of deepshit metaphore. The interesting thing is, waking up having a horse was not nearly as smashing as I thought it would be. It really sort of didn't feel like anything at all. And that, amigos, right there, is an eye-opener.
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