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I woke up forty seconds before my alarm clock was to have gone off, at forty seconds to four-fifty, turned it off, and counted silently to myself until it reached four-fifty. Things outside my control are going to happen within the next two weeks that will change my life forever. I can feel it in the muscles of my left jaw bone, being tugged at by neurons, on the dream side, from my penis and testicles. I marked the calendar in front of my computer as follows, bracketing the next two weeks: JULY 2006: [ 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 ]. It's weird. When you look back at the first four years of your life, it's only four years. How much can happen to a little boy between 1946 and 1950? Not much, right? You don't even have long-term memory for the first five or six months. So that brings it down to three years, give or take. I was living in Kansas, Colorado, and Texas. Wonderful places. I've been dreaming these weird, yet oddly cognitive dreams lately. Almost like a review of certain memory strings, or an internal conversation strung along those memories, discussing things. Kind of one-way, though . . . because, after all, I'm sleeping! Until 4:49:20 this morning. |
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