Tuesday, March 21, 2000
 
 
When I was little, I used to think that a sliver of sunlight or moonlight on the wall would become a magic wand if only you could pick it up.
 
I woke up at two in the morning and saw a sliver of moonlight on the floor. I got out of bed and tried to pick it up.
 
I dreamed that the bottom of my foot was pierced with many thorns and leaves. I pulled them out one by one and it was painful, but not as painful as you'd think.
 
My back is killing me and I don't know why.
 
When I woke up there was a note by my bedroom door that read, "Why do rabbits fuck so much?" I took it into the living room and placed it in the mouth of the penguin on the fireplace mantle.
 
Strange questions from my medical history questionnaire:
- Is your sex life satisfactory?
- Awakening in the night smothering?
- Any change in hat or glove size?
 
My neighborhood is eerily quiet at 10:30 AM on a weekday.
 
  
     
     
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