Friday, February 18, 2011

A Giant Gold Fish

I told S about the nightmare I had a few days ago. I don't remember if I was swimming, or floating, or walking, but I was running away from a GIGANTIC gold fish. S said it sounded like Jonah and the Whale. A metaphorical running away from responsibilities? destiny? duty? Or, sometimes, a gigantic gold fish is just a gigantic gold fish? I'm going to deal with it, as I always do, eat them all up.

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