Last night I had a dream that I was floating down the Hudson River on a 2’ x 2’ boat made out of paper with a paper sail as tall as me. It was the middle of the night, the lights of New York City were shining on the water, and I could literally feel the cold December wind blowing me down the river. There was no sound. Not even the sound of my ship
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