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I had a strange dream last night. Of course I don't remember many of the details, but Becky and mom and I went to my aunt's house together, except it was also a hotel. And we had to scrub the walls and ceilings. And also there was a creature (which I'll call Herbert) that was, essentially, a very tiny shrew with insect wings. Actually, Herbert started out as a regular sized shrew that we thought was something like a cockroach (until we got a good look at it and realized it was furry) and by the end of the dream, it was only the size of a mosquito.
And then there was a sign on a door and it said "NO BOOKWORMS ALLOWED" and we realized that Herbert was, in fact, a bookworm, despite being 1)a shrew, 2)not wormlike in any way, and 3)not interested in books for any reason.
And then there was a sign on a door and it said "NO BOOKWORMS ALLOWED" and we realized that Herbert was, in fact, a bookworm, despite being 1)a shrew, 2)not wormlike in any way, and 3)not interested in books for any reason.