Last night I had a dream in which I invited Emma up into my apartment for some tea. When I went into the kitchen I realized that the teapot was sitting on the stove and the stove was still on. The lid was plastic, which it isn't in real life, and melted and cold sparks flew out of the pot. Later as I was writing, I could see myself in the
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wouldn't it be funny and great if you moved into my living room?
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