Not long ago I dreamed that I was older and I was with this person who was kind of like a butler and a servant to the people on a train. Maybe we were on a train, and we were in a compartment together. He told me he had heard a lot of unattractive things about me. But we both laughed about it. I think. Well, he was laughing about it. It was also kind of like I might have generated the unattractive things that he heard about. Or maybe I interpreted the dream too much, and it was just that he heard me having a difficult time in the bathroom or something. This is what happens when you don't write write things down right away.
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