(a 100 words post)
I rarely remember what I dream. However, this morning, I remembered. I dreamed last night that I moved to Australia and that I had a baby. For some reason, my bed covers pinched me and the baby whenever we tried to go to sleep. I was exhausted in this dream. Finally, I had to buy a new bed. Then I woke up. I wonder what that means. When I went to bed, I was really frustrated with my children. I wonder if I was stewing about it and decided subconsiously that running away to Australia would be the answer.
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