Its weird because sometimes you have dreams where you just do like normal stuff: driving around, eating dinner, going to work... just regular stuff. So I was dreaming last night that I was sorting through my mail. Bills, junk mail, magazines. It was all there. Then Nat got excited and opened a peculiar looking package. Yes! Inside was a sandwich sent to me from some one. It was awesome and was so freaking delicious!
Sandwich dreams rule.
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