05-03-2020, 11:52 AM
Dan paid me a visit last night. I had a long and difficult trip to get to some sort of convention, and when I got there, Legbone was sitting in a director's chair by the entrance. He looked calmer than he ever used to. In the dream I knew he was dead, but I said "How's your back?" and he said "Healed right up." Then things got fuzzy but I think he created a diversion so I could get in. I should have asked a better question.
the hands that guide me are invisible