elf dance nightmare

Perhaps enough time has gone by that I can begin to talk about this deeply troubling paranormality…that over the period of the christmassy period normally designated for peace&joy&hugs, I (me) was traumatised nightly by the mysterious entrance unto my bedroomly abode, & indeed too unto my darkling dreams, of this crazed dancing elf lost, as I understood it, between realms, cut off from his Master Claus. Like this clause.  Would you believe I believed nobody would believe me, but look! I have uncovered this footage for you to see for to believe me…


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I came across myself one day, almost by accident, and promptly realised I was trapped inside it, and outside it, and all about it. At first this struck me with a spurt of panic as one can well imagine, but little by little I began to make peace with this oddest of predicaments. I decided it best to accept the situation and to make the most of it by cleaning and decorating myself and making it a nice place to be. Those moments still appear when my mind is spun back to that original panic and I want to break free of myself. Yet overall, and more and more as time goes on, I am tending slowly, gingerly and peacemakingly towards the inevitable conclusion: I am myself.
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