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Dreams don't make sense.

A friend once told me about a dream she had where she was riding on a broom through a floating car in the supermarket, while bystanders squirted ketchup and mustard at her that would kill her on contact, and when she landed on the other side of the car, her grandma told her that her mother was upset with her.

...well, and I thought my dreams were strange.

I once dreamt of being a toaster. I was so confused I found a piece of bread and shoved it in my mouth.

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...well, and I thought my dreams were strange.

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When we were in fifth grade or so, a different friend told me about a dream she had in which my mom was asking me to change clothes in public. I apparently didn't want to, and our ultimate compromise was having me change underneath a table.
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When we were in fifth grade or so, a different friend told me about a dream she had in which my mom was asking me to change clothes in public. I apparently didn't want to, and our ultimate compromise was having me change underneath a table.

That may be disturbed, but ultimately I'd deem it...more mundane.

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