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I had a dream this morning, where I was in the house I grew up in, and was examining the dream from within to nostalgically remember the place. Felt strange. It then morphed into me in a tsunami where I survived by running into the sea and (using superhero swimming ability maybe?) got far enough in that the water was just big ripples. I then helped save a couple of people who started to ask me about my brothers. Strange again :) I remember all of this because a knock at the door woke me up and I somehow also acquired a pulled muscle in my neck. Owie. Two newish books to read at least :)