Good news everyone! After weeks of consternation, the dream conflict has ended! There have been many character, and perhaps even palette swaps, but we did it. We pulled it off, finally. This is truly what results from being tied to a chair over our own find. But the great news is that I got to hit a guy in the face, with a rotary phone. And got boobs. That was unexpected. And really just an alarm clock.
Now important question: Who read the first two sentences like Dr. Farnsworth?
There were some other details in the dream, Maine, the summer home as I refer to it, a lot of walking, some Harry Potter, being a kid, a lot of beating three men with various blunt objects, and a very odd scene that seemed like the let out from a wedding reception but was in fact, our release from forced incarceration. Melissa was with me too.
So all in all, dream arc ended, on to a new one. I really hope to see more rotary phones.
Sexy, I'm too
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