time traveling geisha assassins, and the importance of music

Last night, Matthew and I watched Memoirs of a Geisha right before I went to bed. It definitely worked itself into my dreams. In my dream, I had a handkerchief and a black folder of sheet music. The handkerchief was a large rectangle, about the size of a piece of legal paper, and was a... Continue Reading →

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