I'm currently trying to decipher this email I wrote to myself at 4 am (I was trying to type out my dream, I think, since I forgot to leave my notepad by my bed) :
"Swimming, a pool in car, bigpool !, Matt [fourth grade] road trip San Antonio outside ice cream shop but different kind of icecream whth friuut on top, long antifa protest st a mall, a girl, eighboehood friend on brooksadaleke, before that, large medieval outdoor area, mom spying via computer and slapping me"
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