Last night I was doing a little writing on the ol' laptop when I discovered a dream I had typed up and saved in 2002:
I was the co-editor of an elementary school yearbook. I had about 500 people working under me. The other co-editor was my old art teacher Mr.. Eleazer. Everyone was stressed because the deadline was quickly approaching. We all worked in a cramped warehouse that looked like what I would imagine a sweatshop would look like. Mr.. Eleazer was busy with the orchestra on the musical portion of the yearbook. Obviously this was a very magical yearbook as it has a musical accompaniment. I was really working my people hard. At the end of the day I stood on one of the tables and gave an inspirational speech. Turns out the only reason I was doing any of it was because I was trying to impress a guy that worked under me on the athletics section of the yearbook.
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