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2001-10-30 || 3:33 p.m. || ghosts in julie's kitchen || on saturday night there were ghost dreams. three middle-aged ghosts standing at julie's dining room table with anxious phantom feet and fly-away fingers. shrouded in the orange light you'd expect to smell like sulphur coming in through open windows. they appeared to want to sit down. i thought of getting up to move the chairs for them, to shuffle a pack of cards and cut the deck myself, but stayed under covers on the living room floor. there was also a ghost cat, huddled next to me on the quilt. i remember unearthing my arm from under all the blankets and resting my hand on its back. warm fur. cat fur. julie doesn't have a cat. guestbook || notes || archives || profile || photos || d-land |