Evolution of Erin
I always wanted to keep a journal. Here is my haphazard attempt.
Sunday, January 13, 2013
What
Last night I killed a bear with a spear through the neck. In my dreams. Nightmares. In my mind.
My dog was in the following dream just staring at me. It was good seeing him.
That's all I remember.
What's going on, brain?
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