There was another one about instant messaging. My friend said, "We met up at Benton Station and I decided I'm not going to accept food from people anymore. They can buy me drinks but that's it."
Early this morning, I had a dream with Steph Ash getting very upset and telling the writing class ladies, "You know, we have to pay rent on this place!"
That's how the dreams went, random as hell. Not the multi-chaptered, switching point-of-view dreams I usually recall on a big dream-remembering night. Just fragments, no closure or context.
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