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Library dream
Last night, I dreamed I took refuge in a library. The door was a vault
doors like the ones we use at work, locked with a combination lock and
clad in heavy steel, with a thick rubber gasket.
The room was not large for a library --- a bit larger than my living
room --- and its walls were filled with books. The middle of the room
had rows upon rows of short bookshelves. Many of the books were
enormously-thick aged dictionaries and encyclopedias.
No librarian was in evidence.
As I paged through some books picked at random from the shelves, I
remembered. I had built this library in my basement to preserve
books --- thus the lock and seal.
I was taking refuge from the police.
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<kragen@pobox.com> Kragen Sitaker <http://www.pobox.com/~kragen/>
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