This morning I woke up late and I kind of realized that I was dreaming, but the shock of waking kept the thought from me. I couldn't fathom what I would have been dreaming about and tried to think of everything I could dream about, everything that *could* have happened, but everything I could think of was too miserable to have accomplished such a feeling. I only managed to recover a single snippet of the dream and yet have not been able to recover the topic that gave the dream such a novel feeling, and instead am stuck overanalyzing the misery.
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