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	<title>Comments on: Last Night&#8217;s Dream</title>
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		<title>By: The Amazing Beth</title>
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		<description>Oh yeah?  I had a dream I was supposed to mail this thing for Steve, but I had forgotten to mail it.  It was something that needed to be turned in to a teacher of his I had never met.  So I had to write a little note briefly explaining, apologizing for the delay, assuring the teacher on Steve&#039;s behalf that the project had been done in time.  I hoped that Steve&#039;s grade would not be affected and decided to not tell him I had forgotten to mail the thing unless it became  problem later on.  Then I asked my dad to drive me to the post office so I could mail it.  He drove me instead to a mailbox that was in the middle of an empty but not threatening parking lot, but I didn&#039;t have postage yet, so I had to go into a Postal Annex that was conveniently right nearby.  My brother was also in the car.  Then I filled out the form and went up to the counter and the clerk was a normal guy.  Then I noticed the Fed-Ex account number of my office was on the package and wondered if that would be a problem, then decided to mail it anyway.

Then I woke up.</description>
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<p>Then I woke up.</p>
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