Dream Jobs

I dreamed it was my job to collect all the lost and forgotten teeth in Narnia, and I kept all the teeth carefully in a dark warm cave on shelves, in strange-shaped bottles. (Also, I once dreamed it was my job to sit on rush matting in a Japanese room in a rainy garden and look at old black and white pictures of fallen mountains and write their obituaries/eulogies – point being that neither of my dream jobs actually exist and so I make do.)

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