It's been a while, hasn't it?

I'm still alive. Sort of.

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I dozed off at work for a wee bit last night and had a rather amusing dream. I was driving by a park and happened to look over to see tigers, for lack of a better word, frolicking on the playground equipment. They were climbing the rope nets, swinging on swings, sliding down slides; all the while seeming to have a wonderful time.

And yet, on the side of the playground, just at the edge of the sandpit where the concrete stops, there were two children staring with large, mournful eyes. Maybe they were afraid to go near the tigers, maybe they were just thinking of what they were missing out on. After all, how do you tell a tiger politely that they're hogging all the fun?

~ RL.