I saw a coloring book in the drug store and it transported me back about 8 years…
Saturday April 24th 2010, 11:58 am
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I am walking down a dark road, and there is the sound of rabid dogs in the distance. I hear footsteps. The lampost on the road is the only source of light. It feels like I am wading through lead. Suddenly, I was underwater and visiting the Smurfs. I was made the #3 member of the smurf community. I’m not sure what this means. It was the happiest feeling because they were so contented and so welcoming. I didn’t feel like too big of a giant. Papa Smurf and the woman were the friendliest. I promised them that I would visit them again. I think about it now and I miss my friends in the smurf community. I waved and said goodbye and could literally see them disappearing.

 I dreamed this when I was about 13 or 14 years old. It had a profound effect on me. Every time I think of smurfs or old cartoons in general, I feel a sense of forced detachment.

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