tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3232964598879818194.post4188503668485641986..comments2023-12-10T23:55:56.990-08:00Comments on impressions of an expat: the zooMarco Northhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14743362297094244898noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3232964598879818194.post-19366026643680336332012-11-19T08:45:21.832-08:002012-11-19T08:45:21.832-08:00Oh, that made me laugh. Dreams, they are so hard ...Oh, that made me laugh. Dreams, they are so hard to understand sometimes and then again, once in a while they tell something you Need to know and you are grateful for the revelation. Usually I just can't remember them and get frustrated with the struggle to untangle the threads.<br /><br />But that last line was wonderful. "I wander the rooms, restless after everyone has gone to sleep." That's you, Marco. That's just you in a nutshell: so much that you want to do, see, tell. A superhero on a mission. But rest is good, hope you get some.livhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00091094639074377780noreply@blogger.com