A dream I had recently:
Coming back from Thanksgiving, I noticed that over the days more and more of my food was missing than what should be. Then I figured out that my beloved sheep from back home snuck into my suitcase and now was loose in my dorm. And I was like, "Great! I love my sheep. She'll fit in awesomely. Bet she'll be a total chick magnet too." So I decided to keep her around, take her on walks, shear her for clothes, etc...
And then I woke up and realized that I have never owned a sheep.
I think it means that subconciously I really want a pet sheep.
Or more sweaters.
It snowed today. Hardcore.
Baaaaa,
Barry
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