May 4th, 2002



I dreamt tonight that my father raised a wolf cub. It grew more and more human over time, and when it was fully grown it was a tall, strong, man. Not very bright and especially slow with words, but the girls adored him and had no idea that he had once been a wolf cub.

I think there is something deeply symbolic in this. (Either that, or I have played too much DAoC. The druid class there, of which I play one, uses wolf cubs as pets / familiars...)

[Edit: Or I may have been reading too much Freefall. No, wait, you can never read too much Freefall. Ah, got it! Here!]