I dreamed that I was a giant living in a meadow. I was the owner of a sword that everybody wanted to borrow. But no matter what reason they gave me for wanting to use my sword, I always adjudicated to deny their request. This made me sad.
I woke up with that numb, tingly feeling that is usually associated with poor circulation.
Giant's Haiku
I watch them approach;
my heart drops, heavy with doubt.
Will none have a cause?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uCOPuGBg_W0
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