"She was deeply troubled, and there was no need to explain: every strand of moss, every icy puddle, every midge in her homeland thrilled against her nerves and called her back. She felt fear for them but fear of herself, too, for she was having to change.... Was she losing her witchhood?"--The Subtle Knife
Dreamed of seeing a black & white episode of Star Trek (it was all in colour) on a big, old-fashioned TV console that needed replacing.
Dinner was steak.
Saw the curious animated movie The Nightmare Before Christmas in 3-D at the Empress Walk. The visual design was quite imaginative.
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