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i had an odd dream last night: an old friend was running some kind of long-distance run mixed with an obstacle course of sorts. it spanned a far distance, i didn't know how far, but i could sense the great length of the race. it was a duos run; teams of two, and i didn't recognize his partner. i ran behind them, i was very far away but they were close in my vision. the partner gave up, and without saying anything i became my friend's partner, and i began hopping through a river that was pocked with floating platforms. i had a book in my hand the entire time. my friend went a different route and we nodded to each other as i got out of the river and started running up a hill that was an insane angle, like 45 degrees. or more. and then i woke up, and we're still no longer friends. |