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I feel rather subdued. I had a dream with this city full of beautiful buildings and more columns and statues than I could ever imagine. I loved it. Even if it was only in my head, it felt like a memory, which is odd, because normally, even when I'm dreaming I can tell the difference between things that are completely fantasy and things that are patched in memories. And I swear I've spent all day trying to place what parts were familiar from places I've been. gah.