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I had the strangest dream.
I had a baby. I was in an airport, waiting for my best friend, with my baby, and he was only a few months old, and I kept trying to sing him to sleep because it was the dead of night and it was so quiet and I wanted him to feel safe.
And then we were wandering around, and then my sister was there, but we weren’t leaving the airport and I didn’t know why but I was afraid to ask, because my baby was quiet and my friend was quiet and I didn’t want to be the only thing that was loud. My baby had some of my hair in one of his hands
And then I didn’t have a baby, I had an egg, and I held it up to my face and pressed it against my cheek to keep it from getting too cold.
And then I woke up.
