I often like listening to other people talk about their dreams. It's really interesting most of the time. Probably the weirdest dream I had lately (still with me so far? ) was me riding down a dirt road on one of those old-timey bicycles (the ones from like the 20s and 30s, haha.) and then piece by piece it came apart until I'm sitting on my ass in the middle of the road holding the handle bars and I look behind me and see the rest of the bike in pieces strewn behind me. The next thing I remember is turning back around and saying aloud, "Damn it!", then I woke up.
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