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Joe Pesci Dream

I had a dream that I was dating Joe Pesci. The stress of the relationship caused me to destroy a wall hanging in someone else’s home, which I then attempted to hide the evidence of. In the end, I told him I wouldn’t go to Vegas with him. I think that was the end of my relationship with him.

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Whale Shark

"The capture of a female in July 1996 that was pregnant with 300 pups indicated whale sharks are ovoviviparous. The eggs remain in the body and the females give birth to live young which are 16 to 24 inches long. Evidence indicates the pups are not all born at once, but rather the female retains sperm from one mating and produces a steady stream of pups over a prolonged period. They reach sexual maturity at around 30 years and their lifespan is an estimated 70 to 100 years." 🦈🐋🌊

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I got into whale sharks late last year when I was working on developing an unscripted series. Whale sharks are amazing. I'd like to go swimming with one.

In the Depths of Winter

"Flogging the Freelancer" is a blog post a day on freelancing in the gig economy. Browse the archives here.

In the depths of winter I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer. —Camus (via Clayton Cubitt)

About five days ago, I stopped eating sugar. I don't eat a lot of sugar, or sugar-like things, but I stopped it altogether. It was making me crazy, having all that crap in my system. Now I feel about 50% less insane.

Since, my dreams have been much more vivid. In most dreams, I'm dying. The cancer has returned, the cancer is in my heart, death is inevitable. The dreams aren't about "cancer" or, really, "death," for that matter. They're about dying. In the dreams, I'm always managing the process of my mortality.

The project upon which I'm spending most of my time is focused on a kind of resurrection. You go into your past, you dig up the bones, you sift through the dirt for whatever you've lost. You mourn, you wonder, you move on to the next hole. You get tired from the shoveling, but it seems like some part of it is worth it: the shedding, the unpacking, the letting go.

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