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[podling]

In the dream I was a hero and I saved some people, using my cool magic power (which was great!). And then afterwards I was lonely, standing on a porch outside of the house I was staying at, next to a baseball field, watching people together. And inside the house were my friends, a couple and their roommates, but I wasn't really one of them. So I was sad and alone.

Then I woke up late and still managed to make my bus. Go me!

I think comic books are too ingrained in my psyche. All that angstful hero crap and all. Heh.

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[crowyhead.livejournal.com]

Suddenly I'm picturing that bit in Brief Lives where Morpheus is making it all grey and rainy, and moping around looking hot in his black t-shirt and bare feet.

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[podling]

What's funny about that is that that was what I was picturing when I wrote it. Freaky!