I had an amazing dream. It was detailed and fantastic and complex. There were bichon frise dogs, friends, motorcycles, spaceships, and Queen Amidala. I shape-shifted, and I climbed through an electric fence. I saw Emerson Mounger (a random IT guy from Saxon) drive by in a dune buggy, and I hid from him because I didn't know if he was on "my
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