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I get paid to warp young minds. In my spare time (HAHAHA), I am consuming stories (books, movies, series, graphic novels, games) or writing them. Sci-Fi and Shakespeare nerd. #LoveIsLove #OwlsAreAwesome
So, last night I had a dream I was eating in this diner in Kentucky that my parents took me to when I was a kid. Guest stars in this diner dream were #MarkHamill and nostr:npub1psdfxfpxz2cwmmnsk60y3nqpn2tqh9n24h4hstvfkwvr6eaek9js499sr7. There’s a lot to this dream I won’t go into, but at one point, Charlie holds up a huge tablet (a Galaxy 6-billion or something) to show us his artwork. It is _similar_ to the attached picture - a cat-rabbit creature in a blue suit painted in a style that was “Picasso meets Munch.”
Why does my brain do this?
