Fortune Dragon

by Louis Roskosch

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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… 

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Tee

Design Placement: Centered

Design Size:
3X - M, WXL -WL: 14.50” x 12.10”
S, WM - WS, K12 - K8:  11.50” x 9.60”
K6 - K4:  8.50” x 7.09”

Pantone Color(s): White - Black

Shirt Color: Red

Features:

  • Fiber Content: 4.5 oz 100% Combed Ringspun Cotton
  • Manufactured In: Honduras/Nicaragua
  • Printed In: Carrollton, Texas, USA

Sizing Chart:
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Pullover Hoodie

Design Placement: Centered

Design Size:
2X - L:   14.50” x 12.10”
M _ S: 11.50” x 9.60”

Pantone Color(s): White - Black

Hoodie Color: Red

Features:

  • Fiber Content: 50% Cotton / 50% Polyester
  • Manufactured In: Honduras
  • Printed In: Carrollton, Texas, USA

Sizing Chart:
Please check our sizing chart before you order.

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