Also short and sweet: I dreamed that I woke up and realized that the beautiful blue feather that Jill recently sent me - that I hung on my bed above where I sleep - had been eaten away. It was skeletal but for a few wisps and the silver spiral remained.I showed it to my mother who said "Looks like the butterflies ate it. Those butterflies eat everything."
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B-rascally butterfwies!
Hmmmm. That's a tricky one. We'll have to schedule a debriefing session sometime soon over margaritas.
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