A while back, I had a very vivid dream.
I was sitting in a small, cramped room across a table from Werner Herzog. We were playing Chutes and Ladders.
He won, and I congratulated him on his victory. He smiled at me, patted me on the back, and happily said "Everyone's a winner when you play Chutes and Ladders!" in that thick German accent.
I woke up with a smile on my face.
Yesterday, I dreamed of reading a book.
What the hell?
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