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It's dark, it's soft with some pokey out bits some of which are sharp and hurt; it's like anyone else's head really.


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Thursday, November 7

I have a simple dream:

I wish all my friends, from all around the world, would come and have Thanksgiving Dinner with me. I know that most of them have family who they will be partaking of the first giant meal of this the eating season, but I'd love to have them all in one place so I could cook for them and stock up on hugs and laughter.

I miss them, even the ones I see all the time. I'm feeling lonely. I guess I'm trying to beat the winter blue rush.

So, my loves, will anyone take me up on a free meal and all the giggles you can eat?

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