Long, detailed dreams. Dreams where I climb staircases in St. John the Baptist cathedrals. I shower and accidentally tear chunks of my hair off with a dull razor and watch the narrow shower overfill. Dreams where I drink fruity red punch and do needlework at relief society and hear sounds from a retired violin. Dreams where I dodge people and get harassed by a disgruntled ginger who is stronger than I am. I scream. I punch. I kick.
Dreams where I car-jack a topless red drag racer and add strangers on Facebook.
I remember them all.
"The dreamer is banished to obscurity. Well, I'm trying to change that, and I hope you are too. By dreaming, every day. Dreaming with our hands and dreaming with our minds. Our planet is facing the greatest problems it's ever faced, ever. So whatever you do, don't be bored, this is absolutely the most exciting time we could have possibly hoped to be alive. And things are just starting.."
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