Lines from this morning's dream
Apr. 22nd, 2008 10:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ellarien"He was so tired."
"Tired of whom?"
"Everyone. Himself most of all."
"Why would I want to run for election? Until 2030 I was queen in all but name."
"What kind of butterfly comes from a mass production unit in China?"
[The answer to that, it turned out, was crudely made little models with cracker-crumb bodies and wings made from thin slices of cheese tied on with plastic grass. They came out of the box alive, though, and I was delightedly watching one fly around my outstretched hand when I woke up.)
"Tired of whom?"
"Everyone. Himself most of all."
"Why would I want to run for election? Until 2030 I was queen in all but name."
"What kind of butterfly comes from a mass production unit in China?"
[The answer to that, it turned out, was crudely made little models with cracker-crumb bodies and wings made from thin slices of cheese tied on with plastic grass. They came out of the box alive, though, and I was delightedly watching one fly around my outstretched hand when I woke up.)
