The first night in Milford I dreamed about women on a big screen drawing on themselves seductively with magic markers. The second night I dreamed the toilets at church were all clogged and overflowing, so before I could use one I needed to clean up (then someone walked by and saw me cleaning and I felt incriminated). Last night I dreamed children in the stadium followed me around, wanting me to be their mother. That was the best dream.
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