Saturday, March 12, 2011

Odd Dreams Again

I had fleas. Fleas.

How odd and off putting is that?

I was trying to escape from a desert, and I was covered in fleas.

Why was I in the desert? I was there because I was told to be there. Someone had made a threat against me, and offered me a painful death or a trip into the desert. I chose the desert and wandered. I cannot remember if I had the fleas before I went in or they were a function of the wasteland.

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