Talking to a man about death. We are looking at a glass pyramid filled with water. It glows with vivid colors: yellow, green, through turquoise to deep blue. I show the man a tiny lucky charm. "When this is lost and buried I will be dead and free," I say.
Talking to El and John. El is reading my dream journal. I ask her to stop.
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