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Category: Unbridled Grandiosity

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I Am a Lawyer (Unbridled Gradiosity) COVID

Posted on January 11, 2021 by Esther Cohen / 2 Comments

Although I never wanted to be a lawyer I argued a lot but I never wanted to go to law school parents thought it was a good idea last night in my unbridled grand...

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Penn South Writers Come to Dinner (Unbridled Gradiosity) (COVID)

Posted on December 30, 2020 by Esther Cohen / 1 Comment

(Still taking the excellent sleeping pills.  And sleeping) In last night’s dream I invited my Penn South Writers Class (we will meet on ZOOM tonight) to c...

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Unbridled Grandiosity, or Nicki Minaj (COVID)

Posted on December 14, 2020 by Esther Cohen / 2 Comments

In last night’s dream Nicki Minaj and I were competing for the same man whose name was  Luc and I kept saying to Luc I am too old for you. That doesn̵...

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Unbridled Grandiosity Last Night’s Dreams (COVID)

Posted on December 5, 2020 by Esther Cohen / 4 Comments

  1 For unknown reasons I was driving the Honda on Fifth Avenue I have never even once driven in New York City but there I was driving the Honda and I saw ...

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Unbridled Grandiosity, or Marbles (COVID)

Posted on June 8, 2020 by Esther Cohen / 6 Comments

I qualify for medical marijuana because of Chronic Sleep Problems so after my appropriate forms were filled out I had a telephone interview with Rubin New York ...

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Unbridled Grandiosity, Again (Covid Dreams)

Posted on May 27, 2020 by Esther Cohen / 4 Comments

A man named Hillary went into a used book store in London and there was a section called Books By Esther Cohen and Hillary bought all of them because he liked t...

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