I had a dream that I came home and Connie and
Taji were sitting at the kitchen table. They call me in the kitchen and they are all hugged up and I am like, "What's Up?" and they were all like, "
Taji's moving in! We are kicking out Cinnamon!" and I was like, "Why?!" And
Taji goes, "I need the extra room to use as my closet, you know?" And I just started screaming. I woke and saw that I had been kicking so hard in my sleep that I was knocking stuff over. Interpret the dream as you wish.
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