The night before last I had a dream that Becca was a martyr (like Joan of Arc, kind of) and had to dig a tunnel into her subconscious. Her subconscious was a church and there were all these people there going up for communion. And there was wasn't a priest and the goblet of wine just kind of floated there. And then I don't know what happened
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hahah
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jeesh.
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