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I need to start paying more attention to my dreams again. This time, I woke up knowing something -- I have to check in with Figment to make sure I actually know it, vs. just dreaming it, but I'm fairly sure that if this thing's on, then I know it.

I'm at the Willow House, hanging about outside checking my e-mail and getting ready for writing group. 60-odd new messages, not counting the sorted-as-spam. I clearly need my connectivity to manage my social life.

Headed off to writing group now. Maybe I'll be online later.

amberfox, iroshi, sionainn, ralmathon, Darkside (if you read this, which I'm pretty sure you don't, otherwise you'd tell me): prepare for interesting stuff coming from my direction for a while.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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