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I don't remember a lot about last night's dreams. I think Nook was there, and
myki, and quite possibly we were at some point in Saltaire.
What I do remember distinctly is that for almost the entire dream I was late for work. Five or six times I woke up, convinced that it was halfway through the day and why hadn't I let them know I'd be late or at least called in sick yet.
Also, almost every time I woke up I slammed my arm into the underside of the shelf next to my bed.
What I do remember distinctly is that for almost the entire dream I was late for work. Five or six times I woke up, convinced that it was halfway through the day and why hadn't I let them know I'd be late or at least called in sick yet.
Also, almost every time I woke up I slammed my arm into the underside of the shelf next to my bed.
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It was ripping!
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