Monday, November 1, 2010


A week ago, I dreamed I was sent to a home for the Incurably Infirm. It felt more like a prison than a home.

I think the subconscious idea of a home for the Incurably Infirm came from a little too much Harry Potter on the mind: St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies has a ward for long-term patients and St. Brutus' is a school for incurably bad boys.

I don't want to be Incurably Infirm. I want to be healthy!

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