| Thursday, July 18, 2002 |
 | Dream last night. I was, for reasons probably best left unanswered, the second driver for a popular Formula One racing team. While preparing for a race, I discovered that my helmet (missus) was antiquated and too small, and that one of my gloves only had two large fingers, as if I were a lobster with thumbs, and adhered to any surface it was laid flat on. Needless to say, I didn't do very well, and found myself summarily replaced shortly thereafter.
Ah, anxiety dreams. Wha's like 'em?
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