I have reason to believe I am dreaming right now. Things just have that characteristic disqointed property to them. I was going to look for jobs but I ended up at the store instead. I was buying earplugs I remember, and I... earlier I had lost my wallet and I was looking for it. Then I was getting ready to go to the store. I barely remember the bike ride. There was a black skinned man in glasses with curly hair, but before that and after that... I remember a vague scene of the almost finished housing block. I was at the store and couldn't help but walk very slowly as if through syrup. The store was different from what I remembered--all the medicine products had been replaced by multivitamins and personal hygene stuff. I managed to find earplugs, but when I went to the cash register my wallet wasn't in my hip pack. I remember looking for it, but I don't remember not finding it. The lady took the earplugs and I left the store, unlocking my bike. I don't remember locking it. I was at the light briefly that divides our streets, and wondering if I'm dreaming right now. But every time I tried to check for discontinuity, it had already been filled in. Im still trying to stay calm enough not to wake up before I make this post; it's hard to read what it says but I know what I'm typing. If you read this though then I'm not asleep, and something's wrong.
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