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I’m in some house with Melissa. The house seems of fairly good size, dim, sparsely but maturely decorated, and like its an old construction. We have a baby, maybe just under a year old?, who grabs a book from a row of them along the ground. I notice that she immediately grabs her foot, just like the baby on the cover. I say that she’s so smart already and think about how intelligent she’s going to be. Then I say something like ‘come here, let me hold my family.’ The baby crawls into Melissa's lap and then Melissa sits on mine. I wrap my arms around them and it’s a very blissful moment.




I’m outside in some parking lot with some people from work. They are all laying on the asphalt. I think we’re going to go out, but after seeing how late it is (~12) I decide to go home. I was thinking and/or they were talking about where to get a Black Russian. I walk to my car, which is parked alone at the end of a row against a building.