I had a dream last night that I walked into my architecture studio, and the whole building was under construction. Which is true enough to life, on a small scale, but in my dream everybody was working away quite happily, only without a roof on the building. Sitting at their computers under the open sky. And I realized this meant it was a dream. But I was amazed to see that even in my dream, I was visualizing the office perfectly, except for the missing roof, and everyone was in their proper place, as in real life. And then I woke up. And then I woke up again.
*blink blink*
At least at this point, I realized I'd been having a dream within a dream. So, to clarify, in my dream last night, I dreamt that my dream's dream was portraying life exactly as it was in my real dream, which I'd mistaken for reality. How convoluted. It's why I love dreams, except they usually mean I haven't slept well.
Which might explain today being a near-total write off.
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