Last night I had a dream that it was the day of my First Holy Communion...only I was Present Me, not Eight Year-Old Me. And I knew this was weird. In fact, all of us "kids" were adults. Elisabeth was there and I remember looking at her and thinking, "Dude, you're married with a kid. What are we doing?" And then I looked around and the Bush twins were there, just chillin'. Of course.
I'm pretty sure the apocalypse is imminent.
Mostly this freaked me out because I frequently have dreams where Present Me is back in high school or whatever, but I (and the others around me) don't know that. But being all aware and shit? Man, that kinda messed me up.
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