MORNING OF MARCH 26, 2012
Ashley and I were attending a performance by one of the local improv comedy troupes that I regularly go to see in real life. I vaguely remember sitting through a portion of the performance. Later, for some reason, I was called over to the side of the venue where I was interacting with one of the performers.
My last memory is of being on the stage with the troupe, only now it was more like a play than an improv comedy routine. There was a large, two-dimensional set piece that looked like a medieval castle. several of us were positioned behind it, as if peering out from its windows and turrets. I had lines I was supposed to recite, but was having trouble remembering them.
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