Dreamlog

The postman rang the doorbell, woke us up and terrified the birds all at the same time this morning. Just before I woke up I was at a concert hosted by the little chipmunk looking one out of Hearsay. He introduced Kym Marsh who, after asking the audience how they were, decided not to sing and instead waved off her backing group, went over to some shelves and started filing books.


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