MORNING OF FEBRUARY 24, 2010
I remember my dad driving me to school early one morning. It was all very much as it really used to be in the early high school, pre-car days, when he or mom would always drop me off. Of course, in the dream, everyone was their current age. We were having a very specific conversation, though I can't for the life of me recall what it was. There now. Wasn't that worth documenting?
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