(From Sept. 12, 2013)

My ears became unclogged.

(From March 26, 2013)

I was riding a bike through an empty town, and as I went to turn around, I saw a truck on fire. The fire was contained, and the truck was facing away from me. There was a (police?) woman there cleaning up a chihuahua that had been in the truck. A policeman was there talking to a young man about what happened. (I didn’t hear the conversation.) I then continued on my way, and after a bit I saw the young guy who was being questioned, and asked him what had happened. He looked shaken up, and thinking I was from some sort of gang (this is what I felt while dreaming), he ran off.


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