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I haven't been writing up on my dreams for quite some time now, and I really should since they do seem to reflect my state of mind. For example, this morning I had a fairly long dream which was broken up in to a number of segments. One part had me wanting to do something in an office, but everyone else was unwilling to walk into that part of the building. So I started heading across the walkway to the other side of the room. I only realized once I was halfway across that I was wearing PJs. On top of that, the back of the pants and shirt were ripped,
"You're showing some white underneath."
Hrumph. I quickly turned my back towards the filing cabinets once I got to the other side and waved the rest of them over.
