Y'know, I actually have a dream journal that goes back several years. I can't tell you the weirdest one, because they're all really fucked up. The silliest, though, was just a few nights ago.
I was driving with Jess, in my old Jeep Cherokee that I haven't owned in years, and we were in Nolensville for some reason. It started raining, then started
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