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Dreams, Music

This morning I woke from a dream where I was singing O mio babbino caro whilst essentially flying (or running through the air….it might have been a combination) over an unidentified city, flapping and twirling two pieces of paper.  The places I go and the things I do when I’m asleep these days is astounding.

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Photog. Writer. Feminist. Anglophile. Bibliophile. AS Warrior. Lover of dark chocolate, tea, music, and travel.

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