Saturday, November 12, 2005

I receive a package from him. It's a stack of pages that together tell a story. A comic if you will. But the story is for me. As I look through the pages the pictures come alive and everything takes a three dimensional shape. I see everything happen as if I am part of it. The pictures are actually cut outs and he is moving them as a puppeteer would, with intricate strings attached to every little picture that moves. I stand between the pictures and him but I notice that he is tall and looming. Right before the end I see a bit of his face.

I am invited for a ride on what looks to be a steam driven car. A little boy runs up to me and I help him up on the car before I climb up. The little boy is very curious about who I am. He asks me if I am married. I say yes. He says, so is my dad.

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