They say you dream insane dreams to stay sane. I dream normal dreams, where I feel happy and great. That must mean something. I trust it means I'm at least partially insane on the coocoo-train to nutcracker city. And that's reassuring. But it's kinda cute if my subconciousness is trying to cheer me up, and I'd rather be happy in my dreams than not at all. All the great what-ifs I get to experience.
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