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Saturday, July 22, 2006

Eat Her Heart Out

Today I remembered a dream I had about 13 years ago. A couple of friends of mine and I ate my grandmother’s heart. This weighed pretty heavily on me, not so much because of what I’d done, but because I hadn’t done it alone. I would have to trust my friends to keep this secret for the rest of their lives.

I finally broke down and told my father what I had done. He was astonishingly understanding, assuring me that everyone did something like that at least once in their lives. He told me not to worry about it.
Remembrance of Things Past_, Dream On_, Bon Appetit_



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