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I just woke up from a dream where i was playing ultimate frisbee in strange conditions (muddy?), trying to organize teams and such. when i had to all of a sudden go to the bathroom. so i went to the public restroom and in a toilet stall there wasnt a toilet but a garbage can, where i found a note that someone wrote which was addressed to their mom. im leaving the rest room and im stopped by patrick swayze in a convertible thats just parked on the side of where we were playing. all of a sudden im in this car with patrick swayze, and im talking to him about all my issues about how much my life feels stagnant, how much college is dragging, he kept shaking his head as if to tell me that i couldnt blame all of my problems on other things and that instead i take responsibility for everything in my life. so eventually, i ran out on to the field back to the game and i see someone throw a ridiculous throw up high in the air and i notice that it would be coming down in my direction, so i run as fast as i could with the note in my hand and my other hand in the air, and all of a sudden the frisbee landed in my hand. it was an epic moment and i was screaming FUCK YEAH and people were cheering. then i woke up