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Alida: A 23-year-old Canadian exploring the infinite abyss that is New York City.

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Wed, Jul. 24
... What kind of a dream?
A week ago today, I was in London with Sharla and Janel, on an adventure trying to find our way to the Globe Theatre. Today, I'm sitting at my computer, still in my pyjamas, being lazy until I have to get ready for my appointment with Gwen in 2 hours. It doesn't feel like it was only a week ago; it feels like it was all a big dream, and now I've woken up in my normal life again. But this dream was something life-changing and intense; it wasn't just a little dream that you can't remember the details of.

I suppose I should post the quotes from the trip, hey? That means I have to find all the random assorted scraps of paper that I wrote them down on. Soon, people. They'll be posted soon.
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posted at 1:08 p.m.