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Friday, Jan. 09, 2015 - 5:28 p.m. And then the other morning I woke having transitioned from dream to awake entirely while thinking obsessively about glitter again. I was glitterin everything, or portions of everything. I was walong down the alleys finding interesting detritus and glittering it. Gravel. Half-decomposed leaves. Now I am eager to do it for real. ![]() Leave a note |