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martes, octubre 19, 2010

The Jaguar Again

Oh I have been dreaming about this jaguar. This dream jaguar. So many times. It's a strange experience. When she arrives in my dreams, I am immediately both delighted and terrified. I don't initially recognize her. Is it some other one, a jaguar that doesn't like people? Or me? Am I about to have a problem? Should I run away? Or wake up. But then I hear her deep, loud purring. I recognize her. It's her. And I am so happy that she has returned.