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One day I was out on the old boat doing some

  • One day I was out on the old boat doing some fishing when I hear someone yelling from in the middle of the lake. I drive my boat over and I see
  • sand. Mirage. I look up again at the relentless sun. How I got separated from the desert tour group, I'll never know. I sunk to my knees in despair. I had no food & no water. Only
  • a knife,a map and a tent. How was I going to be able to get through the desert without water though? I started to walk, a straight line into the sun so i wouldn't be lost
  • . I had opened the canvas of my tent and tied it around my head and my shoulders. No shade in the desert. And no water of course. I had punched a dotted line in the map as to
  • nic against the sinking realization that there was no path to be found in the shifting dunes. I wandered the desert wearing a canvas tent on a camel with no name. "I'm Nefertiti"
  • I said at one point, but it was written on the wind. I left my camel at an oasis and wandered back into my new home. The sun, the heat, the cold, the stars. I left my body
  • con dress by the front door and went straight to the bath. Fragrant steam soon soothed my exhausted mind and body. Would the camel be alright on its own? I thought dreamily
  • . I finally finished watching "Lawrence of Arabia" and his piercing pale blue eyes followed me, as I slept in the bathtub. I had the strangest dream. It was about
  • Living in a hotel with travellers from all over. I had room 5; it was small with bedsitter flat furnishings and it was cheap. Someone spoke to me about "Eyes Wide Shut" and I
  • awoke to realize that the voice came from a tiny rendering of Steve Buscemi's face that someone had painted into a tacky floral painting on the wall. His eyes were wide shut.

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