Wednesday, June 11
5:59 PM ♥

WHAT'S THE STORY, MORNING GLORY?

Jackie Collin's got a new book!
Jackie Collin's got a new book!
Jackie Collin's got a new book!
Jackie Collin's got a new book!
Jackie Collin's got a new book!
Jackie Collin's got a new book!
Jackie Collin's got a new book!
Jackie Collin's got a new book!
Jackie Collin's got a new book!
Jackie Collin's got a new book!
Jackie Collin's got a new book!
Jackie Collin's got a new book!
Jackie Collin's got a new book!

(Don't need to count, I'll tell you I said it 13 times.)

Until I get it, I'll settle for this one week+ old 'new' cat round the block.


Little Nicky/Chip/Zip/Tiny/Ti-ti (derived from 'Tiny', pronounced 'Tai-Tai')

Charming little guy ain't he? I love, love, love, love him to bits; from the tip of his little brown nose to the bottom of his black-pink paws!

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On a more serious note, I had a dream a couple of nights back and someone kept singing this line over and over again:

"Don't chase the air, I know it's wind, it can't get away."

I think it would be silly of me to read too deep into a dream but this has to be the most...moving, most realistic(?) dream I've ever had. See, I can't even put a finger to it. It wasn't anything eerie. On second thought, maybe it was.

My dreams usually consists of images speeding past my closed eyelids but this particular dream was like a record playing over and over again. No images, only singing. I felt really light and relaxed, then a wave of malaise washed over me for a brief instant and the singing got so loud and persistent, it actually woke me up - much to my annoyance and I remember saying out loud, "Ok ok, I heard you ok? Enough!" and typed it into my phone. I would never have been able to remember it otherwise.

I have many theories about it but I don't think it's nice to bore you with a dry monologue about my dream predictions.

How would you construe it?

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