I keep having this dream, over and over almost every night. It starts out with me in a hallway, and I think it’s the hallway of a school. I turn towards the wall, and I see this display or art piece. It’s a bunch of post-it notes stuck to the wall with writing on them in black ink and red sharpie lines drawn leading from one note to another. As I stare at the notes, I start to realize.
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