I dream a happy dream today.
This is weird because I'd never dream about something happy. This dream was so happy, I think I chuckled in my sleep. What's more weird is, the dream was not about me. Nothing to do with me. I was just an observer. The dream was almost like I was watching a movie or reading a book.
The plot was nice and I had a mind to put it into writing only that, after an hour, I have forgotten all about the dream. The only thing that I remember is that it was a happy one and it left me contented.
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