(Dinner At the Reality Café)
By Lisa Campion
The other night I had a dream that I was sitting in the Reality Café. It’s this funky galactic dinner in a fashionable arm of the Milky Way. I had a seat in a booth with some of my best soul pals, but I didn’t like what I was eating.
I needed a Reality Check.
So I signaled the waitron, who was some funky angelic multidimensional being, all wings and eyes, feathers and...
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