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	<title>Random Aesthetics &#187; Dreams</title>
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		<title>Dreams</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 08:26:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I had a weird dream.  I think I&#8217;ll start posting them here too.
Nakasakay ako sa jeep. May napapansin akong girl sa tabi ko, nasa dulo siya. Biglang may dalawang scooter na humarurot, hinahabol nang pulis na naka motor din. Nagbabarilan sila.
Nagpara ako sa jeep at tumigil din ang mga scooter. Bigla na lang akong pinigilan [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I had a weird dream.  I think I&#8217;ll start posting them here too.</p>
<p>Nakasakay ako sa jeep. May napapansin akong girl sa tabi ko, nasa dulo siya. Biglang may dalawang scooter na humarurot, hinahabol nang pulis na naka motor din. Nagbabarilan sila.</p>
<p>Nagpara ako sa jeep at tumigil din ang mga scooter. Bigla na lang akong pinigilan ng girl. Wag na lang daw akong bumaba.</p>
<p>She was pale, with hair past her shoulders wearing a blue cardigan. When i went down, she held on to my arm very tightly. I crossed the street and went to the crossfire. I excused my passage from the shooters and they stopped to take a smoke.  She held on tighter still, with closed eyes. holding her breath.</p>
<p>Pagkalagpas ko, the shooting resumed, I could feel her body jerk with each gun shot. Sobrang higpit na ng hawak niya it hurt.</p>
<p>I woke up and my whole arm was numb.</p>
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