I rode my bike to the beach. To see my mom. And even though it was November in my dream, it felt like 70 degrees. So I get there, to the Yacht Club and my mom's working there decorating, (only it looks like the Grand Floridian) and I ride my bike around and head out, never saying "hi." While I'm riding away (thinking "Oh God I left in my
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