Marilee, Marilee, Marilee life is but a dream. It's true, my life is a dream--sometimes it's a lovely dream full of sunshine and pink cotton candy and sometimes it's a terrible at-church-in-nothing-but-your-underwear nightmare. I've always been afraid to really let the narration behind the dream out into the open, but I suppose if I face the underwear I can also appreciate the cotton candy better. And isn't it Frued who said that your dreams are the key to who you really are and what you really want . . .
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