I dreamt that I traveled for hours to go to an Alexander McCall Smith book signing at a county fair in Indiana. I was apparently the only person who had asked for his autograph, so he wanted to chat. I just wanted to get the autograph and leave, but he kept trying to make conversation: "So, you came all the way from Ohio! How far is that? And how long have you lived there? Do you like it?". I had also neglected to bring a book or anything, so I just got his autograph on some random scrap of paper I found.

srah - Wednesday, 15 December 2010 - 12:01 PM
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