I had a dream about DBS.
I guess my worry soaked into my dreams.
Although that is the one alternative I never thought of in bright daylight.
I dreamed of old friends.
And a ghost hand on my arm trying to turn me around.
Which was a first and the thought of sensing fingers grabbing your arm kinda not leave you, believing or not.
I just want a good sleep now, no more dreams tonight.
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