Well, a strange bit of neuronal connection seems to be happening lately. In my head, that is. That is this: I'm having distinct memories of dreams. Dreams that I had long ago. Of events that never actually happened, nor could ever occur. Weird thing, that, to be stuck inside of a cloud of nostalgia for a dream. I know it might seem quaint, but I was sucked in by the "devil" in my recent dream memory. He was charming, and cunning, and I emulated him. Of course, my notion of right vs. wrong was totally skewed until the end of the dream, when I was shown the error of my ways, and their irreversible consequences.
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