Gotta love how brains work. I go to bed stressed. While I'm asleep, my brain notices that I'm anxious about something. Got all those exotic stress chemicals floating around in my blood. Seeing as I'm comfortably asleep, it has to invent a justification for me to be anxious. Thus, I dream about having a car (a shitty, old hatchback that looks like
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Sigh. I think our brains are ganging up on us.
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