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I forgot to mention this really whacked out dream I had. It started out in nighttime, where a friend and I were in some foreign country, possibly somewhere in southeast Asia. I approached a small family who was letting me stay with them and tried to communicate something to the dad--I think that I had a bag of marshmallows to offer him? Which he gestured to mash up and throw into the sleeping grandmother's hair.

And then it evolved into something long and complicated involving a kidnapping and a small get-together in a cozy apartment during a stormy night and an escape from a psych ward and me not wanting to drown my friends for betraying me... I tried to remember it in the morning, before I was fully awake, and damned if it isn't gone already.