Last night I dreamed that Pop was sick and I was helping him. He told me that he loved me and I told him that I loved him too.
This scenario is significantly unlike anything that happened in real life. Maybe it was inspired by the thin veil between ~the worlds~ on All Hallows Eve. I'm being sarcastic with the ~ because this dream actually freaked me out at the time.
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