Hanging out at a bookstore with friends. I am being silly and making them laugh with my little antics. I finally find a book I want to buy. The cover has dragons on it with a greenish gold border. I go to pay and the girls keep cutting in front of me like I do not exist. My friends n I gather at the entrance to the bookstore, it is the only functioning building just on the outskirts of the destroyed city. We start off to explore it.

Guess if I want to remember a dream I have to tell myself the day before? Odd!

I was working for a graphic design firm. Somehow I had designed something that was
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