I woke up in between dreams with a sharp memory of the dream I’d just had. Usually, I dream in storylines and moving pictures. This was different though.
It was a concept, an idea, one so encompassing it was hard to grasp and I remember thinking as I woke up, I need to remember this so I can write it down.
Then I promptly drifted off to sleep again.
Now I…
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