Fortune Dragon

by wootbot

The Neverending Writeup

Life imitates art imitating art imitating life

A pebble hit me in the head as I was writing and I looked but saw nobody and wondered "Hmmm, I wonder who threw that pebble at me?" Later that night I had a dream in which I saw myself standing at my desk and writing this writeup, struggling to come up with an idea, and I thought "He should write about this! About how I can see myself!" And I picked up the first thing I could see (a pebble) and threw it at myself to start the story (which I already knew because a pebble had hit me in the head that morning). And as the pebble left my hand so too did my consciousness, and suddenly I was inside myself standing at my desk and… 

A pebble hit me in the head as I was writing and I looked but saw nobody and wondered "Hmmm, I wonder who threw that pebble at me?" Later that night I had a dream in which I saw myself standing at my desk and writing this writeup, struggling to come up with an idea, and I thought "He should write about this! About how I can see myself!" And I picked up the first thing I could see (a pebble) and threw it at myself to start the story (which I already knew because a pebble had hit me in the head that morning). And as the pebble left my hand so too did my consciousness, and suddenly I was inside myself standing at my desk and… 

A pebble hit me in the head as I was writing and I looked but saw nobody and wondered "Hmmm, I wonder who threw that pebble at me?" Later that night I had a dream in which I saw myself standing at my desk and writing this writeup, struggling to come up with an idea, and I thought "He should write about this! About how I can see myself!" And I picked up the first thing I could see (a pebble) and threw it at myself to start the story (which I already knew because a pebble had hit me in the head that morning). And as the pebble left my hand so too did my consciousness, and suddenly I was inside myself standing at my desk and… 

A pebble hit me in the head as I was writing and I looked but saw nobody and wondered "Hmmm, I wonder who threw that pebble at me?" Later that night I had a dream in which I saw myself standing at my desk and writing this writeup, struggling to come up with an idea, and I thought "He should write about this! About how I can see myself!" And I picked up the first thing I could see (a pebble) and threw it at myself to start the story (which I already knew because a pebble had hit me in the head that morning). And as the pebble left my hand so too did my consciousness, and suddenly I was inside myself standing at my desk and… 

A pebble hit me in the head as I was writing and I looked but saw nobody and wondered "Hmmm, I wonder who threw that pebble at me?" Later that night I had a dream in which I saw myself standing at my desk and writing this writeup, struggling to come up with an idea, and I thought "He should write about this! About how I can see myself!" And I picked up the first thing I could see (a pebble) and threw it at myself to start the story (which I already knew because a pebble had hit me in the head that morning). And as the pebble left my hand so too did my consciousness, and suddenly I was inside myself standing at my desk and… 

A pebble hit me in the head as I was writing and I looked but saw nobody and wondered "Hmmm, I wonder who threw that pebble at me?" Later that night I had a dream in which I saw myself standing at my desk and writing this writeup, struggling to come up with an idea, and I thought "He should write about this! About how I can see myself!" And I picked up the first thing I could see (a pebble) and threw it at myself to start the story (which I already knew because a pebble had hit me in the head that morning). And as the pebble left my hand so too did my consciousness, and suddenly I was inside myself standing at my desk and… 

A pebble hit me in the head as I was writing and I looked but saw nobody and wondered "Hmmm, I wonder who threw that pebble at me?" Later that night I had a dream in which I saw myself standing at my desk and writing this writeup, struggling to come up with an idea, and I thought "He should write about this! About how I can see myself!" And I picked up the first thing I could see (a pebble) and threw it at myself to start the story (which I already knew because a pebble had hit me in the head that morning). And as the pebble left my hand so too did my consciousness, and suddenly I was inside myself standing at my desk and… 

A pebble hit me in the head as I was writing and I looked but saw nobody and wondered "Hmmm, I wonder who threw that pebble at me?" Later that night I had a dream in which I saw myself standing at my desk and writing this writeup, struggling to come up with an idea, and I thought "He should write about this! About how I can see myself!" And I picked up the first thing I could see (a pebble) and threw it at myself to start the story (which I already knew because a pebble had hit me in the head that morning). And as the pebble left my hand so too did my consciousness, and suddenly I was inside myself standing at my desk and… 

A pebble hit me in the head as I was writing and I looked but saw nobody and wondered "Hmmm, I wonder who threw that pebble at me?" Later that night I had a dream in which I saw myself standing at my desk and writing this writeup, struggling to come up with an idea, and I thought "He should write about this! About how I can see myself!" And I picked up the first thing I could see (a pebble) and threw it at myself to start the story (which I already knew because a pebble had hit me in the head that morning). And as the pebble left my hand so too did my consciousness, and suddenly I was inside myself standing at my desk and… 

A pebble hit me in the head as I was writing and I looked but saw nobody and wondered "Hmmm, I wonder who threw that pebble at me?" Later that night I had a dream in which I saw myself standing at my desk and writing this writeup, struggling to come up with an idea, and I thought "He should write about this! About how I can see myself!" And I picked up the first thing I could see (a pebble) and threw it at myself to start the story (which I already knew because a pebble had hit me in the head that morning). And as the pebble left my hand so too did my consciousness, and suddenly I was inside myself standing at my desk and… 

A pebble hit me in the head as I was writing and I looked but saw nobody and wondered "Hmmm, I wonder who threw that pebble at me?" Later that night I had a dream in which I saw myself standing at my desk and writing this writeup, struggling to come up with an idea, and I thought "He should write about this! About how I can see myself!" And I picked up the first thing I could see (a pebble) and threw it at myself to start the story (which I already knew because a pebble had hit me in the head that morning). And as the pebble left my hand so too did my consciousness, and suddenly I was inside myself standing at my desk and… 

A pebble hit me in the head as I was writing and I looked but saw nobody and wondered "Hmmm, I wonder who threw that pebble at me?" Later that night I had a dream in which I saw myself standing at my desk and writing this writeup, struggling to come up with an idea, and I thought "He should write about this! About how I can see myself!" And I picked up the first thing I could see (a pebble) and threw it at myself to start the story (which I already knew because a pebble had hit me in the head that morning). And as the pebble left my hand so too did my consciousness, and suddenly I was inside myself standing at my desk and… 

A pebble hit me in the head as I was writing and I looked but saw nobody and wondered "Hmmm, I wonder who threw that pebble at me?" Later that night I had a dream in which I saw myself standing at my desk and writing this writeup, struggling to come up with an idea, and I thought "He should write about this! About how I can see myself!" And I picked up the first thing I could see (a pebble) and threw it at myself to start the story (which I already knew because a pebble had hit me in the head that morning). And as the pebble left my hand so too did my consciousness, and suddenly I was inside myself standing at my desk and… 

A pebble hit me in the head as I was writing and I looked but saw nobody and wondered "Hmmm, I wonder who threw that pebble at me?" Later that night I had a dream in which I saw myself standing at my desk and writing this writeup, struggling to come up with an idea, and I thought "He should write about this! About how I can see myself!" And I picked up the first thing I could see (a pebble) and threw it at myself to start the story (which I already knew because a pebble had hit me in the head that morning). And as the pebble left my hand so too did my consciousness, and suddenly I was inside myself standing at my desk and… 

A pebble hit me in the head as I was writing and I looked but saw nobody and wondered "Hmmm, I wonder who threw that pebble at me?" Later that night I had a dream in which I saw myself standing at my desk and writing this writeup, struggling to come up with an idea, and I thought "He should write about this! About how I can see myself!" And I picked up the first thing I could see (a pebble) and threw it at myself to start the story (which I already knew because a pebble had hit me in the head that morning). And as the pebble left my hand so too did my consciousness, and suddenly I was inside myself standing at my desk and… 

A pebble hit me in the head as I was writing and I looked but saw nobody and wondered "Hmmm, I wonder who threw that pebble at me?" Later that night I had a dream in which I saw myself standing at my desk and writing this writeup, struggling to come up with an idea, and I thought "He should write about this! About how I can see myself!" And I picked up the first thing I could see (a pebble) and threw it at myself to start the story (which I already knew because a pebble had hit me in the head that morning). And as the pebble left my hand so too did my consciousness, and suddenly I was inside myself standing at my desk and… 

A pebble hit me in the head as I was writing and I looked but saw nobody and wondered "Hmmm, I wonder who threw that pebble at me?" Later that night I had a dream in which I saw myself standing at my desk and writing this writeup, struggling to come up with an idea, and I thought "He should write about this! About how I can see myself!" And I picked up the first thing I could see (a pebble) and threw it at myself to start the story (which I already knew because a pebble had hit me in the head that morning). And as the pebble left my hand so too did my consciousness, and suddenly I was inside myself standing at my desk and… 

A pebble hit me in the head as I was writing and I looked but saw nobody and wondered "Hmmm, I wonder who threw that pebble at me?" Later that night I had a dream in which I saw myself standing at my desk and writing this writeup, struggling to come up with an idea, and I thought "He should write about this! About how I can see myself!" And I picked up the first thing I could see (a pebble) and threw it at myself to start the story (which I already knew because a pebble had hit me in the head that morning). And as the pebble left my hand so too did my consciousness, and suddenly I was inside myself standing at my desk and…