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Sunday, November 8, 2009 (312)
I had a good dream for a change – perhaps a bit of a premonition of hopeful things to come.
The delightful day turned into a nice night. I spent a few hours out on the porch, enjoying the evening air, and talking on the phone. It smelled liked a summer night in Michigan.
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