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I've just had one of the longest, most horrifically involved acting anxiety dreams ever. Ugh.

( there is nothing witty to say about this )

Thank heavens I have yoga this morning, because I _really_ need to go clean my brain out.

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I saw an actualy Ginger in use on the street today. And while this may be hard to comprehend, it actually looks even stupider in the flesh and isn't going to revolutionize anything.

Also ran into an old friend from college, which was about as these things go.

Yoga was yoga.

Parents are being preemptively accusatory about me forgetting their anniversary this upcoming weekend, which is about as pleasant as you might imagine.

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I tend to like to reduce things to make a point and it occured to me on the subway the other day in examining the point of intersection of an odd number of my accutely varied interests, that in the spirit of this, everyone has one sentence they are waiting and yearning to hear. And in this waiting and yearning, they mistake all sorts of other things for it.

For me, it's "I want to build an empire with you" and what I've actually responded to, more than I'd ever like to admit are variants of "I want you to build an empire with me" and "I want you to help me build an empire" -- subtle differences that chaffed at me absurdly and served me not at all. This leads tangentally to something I don't care to get into today, which is that in my past I have often chosen and sought restriction because the ache of wanting was too much. Obviously, I don't exactly choose that path anymore.

Those who know the who and the how of some of my past relationships, particularly those of my early and mid-twenties, will nod and giggle. Actually, it's nod and giggle worthy regardless.

But tell me, what is the sentence you are waiting to hear? And what do you respond to quite foolishly in the process of listening too hard?