So last night I had a dream that I was married (to a dream wife, no one real) and was running from her along with my friends and family. I pretended to be fast asleep, ran through a big building, out into the street, and found my car. Before getting into it, my dream shifted. I did try calling Steve to see if I could crash at his place, but he was in some place that he normally wouldn't go. I can't remember where.
What's up with this dream?
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