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I just remembered something today and had to laugh about it.

A while back, when I broke my foot, I was on some heavy pain medication for the first few days. It got to a point where I couldn't tell if I was dreaming or awake and apparently had dreamed an entire conversation with Heather about wanting some cereal and I got increasingly upset that no one was helping me make the cereal.

Has anything like that ever happened to you?

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_{[Well that's a little terrifying. He wonders if that's why she's his 'ex' now.]}

Oh. That's cool I guess.

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yeah she was alright
kind of miss her insane horseshit
her and my sister
rose used to be so into that jungian dream analysis bull shed be all over this post
your unconscious craving for wheatie os probably represented some repressed feelings about your mother and or a desperate need for carbohydrates in your diet

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Maybe she'll show up here some day.

I don't think that's it. My mom and I get along fine.

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then either its a metaphor about your sexuality or i got nothing
psychology
moms and homoerotic boners
if theres anything else to it i dont know about it

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I will look into that thanks.

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welc
anyway thats all ive got to share because my lucid nightmares arent anything to write home about