12.11.12

we're not ghosts


one time i had a dream that i was sailing on a ship that was guided by angels. they were good angels who got us safely to a harbor. we had got lost at sea during a storm off the coast of cape cod.

the angels appeared as soft lights and harps and voices singing. the captain had been washed overboard, so the cook took command of the ship. he told the sailors to follow the voices.

when we hit land we were in halifax, nova scotia. the voices turned to violins. when we told the people there our story, they thought we were ghosts.

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