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It’s late. Come back tomorrow.

I had a nightmare that the people I bought the house from finally came to pick up their furniture while I was trying to get Serenity to sleep. They were going all through our stuff and I kept explaining to them that was ten years ago. I knew it wasn’t real, because there was a spiral staircase in one of the shots of the dream, there are no stairs in this part of Florida.

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