Still not doing very well on the getting things done front. Somehow the day just zips by. I dreamed my parents were alive, and were at a family gathering in a picnic shelter which mysteriously had a microwave. I was heating up a piece of pizza for my father, trying to pick one without too many onions on it. In awake time, I cleaned up the kitchen,
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