Last night I had a myriad of dreams. One began hanging out with Cyndi R. at a school. We saw Will Smith, only he was really scrawny with greying hair. Cyndi got really excited, so I had to restrain her by picking her up and bringing her to the cafeteria. Much of the rest of the dream was about a movement across the US towards racial reconciliation. 'Twas pretty intense, and one guy had to do an impression of some Harvey Stevenson guy, who was apparently a famous singer.
Anyhow, also in my dream included chastising for sleeping in too late and I had the impression it was three in the afternoon. So I got up: it was 9:30.
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