I had a weird
dream last night. I had this friend who died over a decade ago, in his twenties. The official story was that he had
cancer, so his family claimed, and refused to receive any treatment for it, but everybody who knew him knew it was
AIDS. His family was very religious, and in my dream I was his younger brother (in reality I don't think he had a brother, just a sister), and I was to deliver his
eulogy, and was struggling with whether to acknowledge in the eulogy that he was gay.
Oddly, I never really knew if he was, though it would have been no surprise. But in the dream I was walking through his bedroom, his bathroom, his closets, empty of clothes and filled with
mirrors and
lens flare, trying to solve this riddle. I asked his mother about it (who, in the dream was my mother as well), and she freaked out. So there I was, wondering what I ought to do. Frustratingly, I woke up with no resolution, and the question very much on my mind.
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In node auditing news, progress stubbornly squishes forward, and here is where I stand:
jessicapierce is
on page 9 of 11.
hamster bong is
on page 7 of 14.
passport is
on page 2 of 27
Pretzellogic is
on page 2 of 4
Pseudo_Intellectual is
on page 2 of 31
Segnbora-t is
on page 2 of 34
And
pukesick is
on page 2 of 29.
Blessings, all!!