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[28 May / 12:49pm] |
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I had a particular strange dream last night, only I cannot remember what exactly it was about, just that it was strange. For some reason, I remember it involving a Japanese vending machine possibly with eggs in it - only I don't consume eggs, so that would be strange indeed or maybe it was walking about with an offer of eggs. Well, one of the two. I honestly cannot remember and it is bothering me terribly for I feel it means something, only I cannot remember.
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[13 May / 3:09pm] |
 The twillerbees are playing tricks on me again. There's one book missing from the shelf and it is the very exact one I was looking for this morning. It is the third one over from the sixth from the left on the fourth shelf in the second to the first on the right shelf with a maroon cover. I suppose I cannot complain. They are very helpful to me in the gardens and I knew perhaps they would enjoy playing tricks as payment for their services, but I hadn't thought they would be nicking books. That, and I didn't think twillerbees could read English ... I think it might have been Latin, actually. Or maybe it was French. Twillerbees cannot read French? No, that doesn't sound right at all.
Nevermind it. If there are any twillerbees reading this and you can in fact read English as I believe is what you can read if I am not mistaken in thinking it was English and not say, Latin or French or Punjabi or something or other. I would very much like my book back. And I apology if I have offended you or if Luna has taken you in thinking you were a new doll play set (although I promise she would take very good care of you, despite the fact she is five), but you are pretty little beings and I appreciate all your help. Thank you.
Oh. This is Lotus by the way. Lotus who is no longer Lufkin, but rather Lovegood. Not that I did not enjoy being a Lufkin because I was one for an awful long time, but rather because I am married to a Lovegood. We have lovely gardens and many gnomes and twillerbees. And one Luna.
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time has made us strangers and i don't know her anymore, but i hope
she's made it, that someone took her home. she was lost but wasn't
missing, she would always walk alone. she was like a feather in the air
i never knew if she was flying or falling.![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}