March 9th, 2001

Roman

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I didn't write down any dreams last night, but I remember having them. They did not seem worth remembering. Mostly to do with things I have to do, worry dreams.

I am working on my new short story. It is coming rather easily and I hope that's a good sign.

The birds are out there singing. I often hear them when it is still dark. I never get over that, it is so mysterious, so wonderful.
Roman

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I have written more in my short story. The words are coming rather well. I sure hope this keeps up. That will be the real test, if I can hang in there and keep it coming until I get to the end.