A Dream On Friday

I dreamt of a woman, sprawling on a very big bed, on an angled pedestal bed, in the middle of a very big and brightly lit department store. She had alabaster skin, was wearing a bright red and flowing robe, and wore many gold chains. She was simply happy. She called my name and I knew her voice. As the dream began to fall apart, she called me back again, called me back to focus on her simple happiness, as if to reinforce her lesson. In the midst of the department store, a very common, very ordinary place, was sublime happiness. I woke into the darkness of the morning with her voice, bright and soft, echoing in my memory. Sent via BlackBerry by AT

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