It's crazy how the subconscious tries to make sense of the state of your emotions in dreams. In my dreams last night, I was standing in a parking garage. There were kids there, Larry was there, and they were basically doing a sing off competition. I was just a bystander. Even he was ignoring me. All of a sudden you could hear sirens, and yelling. Everyone scattered. Next door was a castle, and it was burning. It was my home. But I didn't care, there was nothing to save. I walked away.
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