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About Kate Chen

Writing a memoir about writing a memoir while experiencing memory loss caused by multiple sclerosis. Graduate of GrubStreet's Memoir Generator and Memoir Incubator. Published in Momentum's humor section, National Multiple Sclerosis Magazine. Former Executive Directive, Harvard's Institute for Quantitative Social Science; Director of Gifts and Grants, Harvard Sten Cell Institute; Communications Manager, Western Academy of Beijing. Vassar College, '90, Philosophy major I live in Allston, MA my old and spunky beagle-basset named Sunday.

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I dreamt that a group of kids had sticky orange goop on their right palms.  With right arms outstretched, palms down, they were sticking glass soda bottles, caps first, to their palms.  It was a contest to get the most bottles stuck to your palm at once. The boy in the lead had nine crowded-ly attached.

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Doozers

A friend was lying flat on a hospital gurney with her head tilted up to look at her stomach on which a clear structure was sitting.  If you remember the doozers, the tiny construction workers from Fraggle Rock, the  structure was identical to their thin, clear stick-like, frames.

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Matt’s elephant

I dreamt I was sitting on bleachers with many other people facing a large grass and dirt space surrounded by woods.  An elephant ran through and shortly Matt Damon came running after it.  He soon returned pulling the elephant by a thick rope, and said to us, “See what the dishes do?”

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Cougar

I dreamt I saw a large group  people waiting at a crosswalk and but not crossing when the WALK light appeared. Then I saw the black cougar sitting in the road in the middle of the crosswalk.  Very slowly but not afraid, I walked in the crosswalk towards the cougar. I paused at the cougar, Continue reading

Male-pattern baldness

I dreamt that I had male-pattern baldness, the kind that leaves just a ring of hair all around, and nothing on top.   People around were pointing it out to me, and I didn’t mind at all.  My reaction was, “Yeah, I do have that,” and, smiling, continued on with other conversation.

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Knitting

I dreamt that I was having lunch with a friend and her mom.  My friend started knitting, which she doesn’t and never would.  I was shocked and asked when she learned to knit and her mother said, “When she was in solitary confinement,” Continue reading