I had a dream in which a bunch of us, myself and random strangers, were inside of a really big plastic bubble ball, and it was rolling down a street. We were running inside of it to propel the ball forward. And we were all singing this song…
This is wrong.
This is wrong.
A pace at which we all know is wrong.
This is wrong.
This is wrong.
No idea where we were going, but the song was pretty lively and catchy, and there was a general feeling of togetherness for all of us.
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