..this last week you were a big part of one of the oddest dreams i think i've ever had. i really should tell you all the details sometime soon (it's been way too long m******) but this is the short version of your part in the dream.
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in this dream i was frantically looking for my car outside of a big old church that i think was the church in bernadotte. frantic, frantic...i cross a street and find you sitting on one of those cheap, red, plastic winter sleds. mind you, it is not winter in the dream. it's spring and there's no snow. so, there you are sitting on the sled....the thing is, you're a small furry animal. i don't exactly recall what, but whatever you were, i knew it was you, my dear friend m****** z***. i'm asking you, frantically, for your help as you sled up and down the street. i'm telling you why i need to find the car...blah, blah...then at the end of this long, long street we've been traveling, you transform into a.........duck. seriously.�i then become�very frustrated because your transformation from�small, unspecified, furry animal to duck for some reason�means i have to start explaining my situation all over again. You (as the duck) continue listening to me, but only as i run beside you on the sled, continuing to travel up and down the sidewalk. The dream soon ends after you start conversing (as a duck mind you) with one of my co-workers. I never do find the car.