I dreamed I signed up for a ballet class, went once, and kept forgetting to go after that. I dreamed I told my mom, "It's okay, I can go next week and leave if it's lame. I can do stuff like that now," with my car keys in my hand. I dreamed she smiled at me like she was proud.
I also dreamed I was riding a bike around a fairly crowded city and kept pacing myself to other people to make it look like I wasn't alone, but I don't know what that has to do with the other thing.
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