How funny. I had a dream last night where both my sister and my mother were pregnant too, and my grandfather was coming to live with us. Also, I was so big I couldn't get through the hallway in the apartment where we all lived together. Sean was nowhere to be found. Maybe it's something in the air. No recursivity in my dream, although the potential for three Harrison Randolphs in the same place was kind of bizarre.
Wow, that sounds like quite a ride! Recursing dreams can feel so real—especially when they mix in things like alarms, schedules, and classes. It’s funny (and a little exhausting) how your brain can loop through all those “wake-ups” and emotions in such a short time.
And of course, after all that… today wasn’t even Flunk Day. 😅
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