I
woke up inside my dream this morning while looking at a very green hill
of grass. I couldn't believe how real the grass looked in my dreaming
mind, couldn't believe it was just a dream. I was wishing for a way to
capture it, some way to write it all down and take it into my waking
life. A Zach Galafianakis type character popped into the frame
and pointed toward the hill. "The pen is on the other side," he said
with an impish gleam in his eyes. So I started walking up the hill and,
consequently, woke up. Then, during breakfast, Genevieve George gave me a gift for our 7 year anniversary and it was a green pen.
"I
don't know why it feels important for everyone to know that it was a 7
year pen - which can write an average of 5.5 feet per day for 7 years
before running out of ink!" --Genevieve
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