Pay no attention. I'm just another nobody, yammering about inane things. I enjoy blogging for the typing. I enjoy writing for the movements of a pen[cil]. I am no great mind.
Saturday, November 22
One
Dreaming of children, one baby, I don't know what gender or the name. But he or she was ours, I remember excitement at having the baby, but no more attachment to it than any other dream relationship I've ever had. Of all my plans made, most were broken. Planning doesn't seem to my strong suit, but I intended to get pregnant by next year. That will not likely be broken.
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