This morning I had a very silly dream about being interrupted while trying to shower so I could write my blurb for my college senior year yearbook and my mom was there interpreting because the girl was deaf but she kept looking away right when she was signing so it was all really frustrating, you know how dreams are. Anyway the part I remembered most distinctly was that I had met someone that I needed to talk to about this project when we had gone group hang gliding (with swings) together.
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