Last night I dreamt that Runner Girl and I went on holiday together but because of some mix-up we had to stay in our hotel room for the whole time. We had loads of boxes of chocolates; the kitschy chocolate boxes with kittens, cottages and red ribbons (do they even make those any more?). I was cramming chocolates into my mouth as fast as my little paws could pick them up and RG ate precisely one chocolate from her box. This is the sort of dream I used to have when I was giving up smoking but substitute the fags for the chocs. Complete and utter fear of losing control I suspect or fear that I've already lost control.
Posted by: tabliope | July 15, 2008
A new low in blogging
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