Last night I dreamed that I went rock climbing with Jade and Olivia, only to find myself stranded in SF and pickpocketed and losing all my credit cards, and in my panic unable to write down any phone numbers I looked up on my phone because I was so nervous and kept having to erase what I wrote.
The night before that, dreamed that my family and I were about ready to go to hell (which is in Greece if you didn't know), until at the last minute when I said "oh wait, I still have to live right now" and was allowed to pass by and go to the restroom where we somehow lost Mom and got trapped at that port in Greece forever.
I hate my dreams nowadays.
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