Tuesday, March 15, 2005I had a dream earlier this week. I was in love. The same girl as before, the same beautiful feeling. And unlike other dreams I’ve had involving girls, I didn’t have to get in her pants to enjoy it. It was beautiful simply because she was there… for me to talk to, listen to, and hold… at will. And yeah, I didn’t have a good morning that day, for nothing would have replicated the feeling I had experienced hours earlier. The world could use the invention of an inducer of dreams. Imagine being able to control what you dream, how frequently, and for how long. You would no longer have to settle with sighing as you watch your favorite television personalities get what you’d love to have as your own. But then, who’d want to live? And what would we do with all current forms of entertainment? Where would we stash our TVs, video games, computers, and porn collections? ::says in a whiny voice, “Oh, no, not our porn collection!”:: Posted by at 7:10 pm [Permalink]
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