The Land of Twilight
Dreams are messy things. They take the daylight, and turn them into the surreal water colors of Monet or the darker themes of Picasso. I usually take the ride without too much damage. Lately though I've been having trouble determining my day from my night.
A knock on the bedroom door distracts me and I put the pen down next to my notebook.
"Gail," said th…
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