Last night I went to bed feeling despondent and lonely.
I had a dream that I was riding a bike. It felt like I was flying, like a dream in which you're flying, but it felt like I was flying not because I was dreaming but rather because in the dream I was riding a bike. I believe I was going down a hill in my childhood where maximum velocities were attainable.
I woke up (late) and was like, I like riding bikes!
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