and not just for any old thing, i had a dream i was baking lamingtons and scones with my nan like i used to when i stayed with her as a kid, i could ... smell it. see the glossy beaten eggs, feel the flour ...i actually cried when i woke up, i miss her so dearly. but now i have prolly my first solid real craving i've ever had in my life, all those
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