I had a peculiar dream over the weekend - another woman & I were in some strange & beautiful place - the sky was pale mauve above white "sand" - the sand was very soft & light, & she (I had the impression it may have been CF Traveller!) & I were "gardening", in that we were piling the sand around the roots of some wonderful, almost sentient clumps of violet "grass", which was smooth & silky to the touch. I noticed at some point that neither of us was dressed in anything at all, & we remarked casually that it was wonderful that women had a place to go where they could be themselves. . . . . .
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