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You know how they say dreams aren't sequential? Mine totally was.

First off, I was at this like shack that was also an aquarium and I was watching this movie of myself as a little girl swimming around with all these fish but it was like, voiced over, like a documentary. They were saying all the fish names and stuff and there were vampire fish..OOooOOOhh.. So then my professor was there with his two boys, one named hudson and the other I never caught. I don't think that's actually their names. Anyhow, we were on a date for sure and I was my regular age. He was showing me something that his boys had made and then we started to try on these shoes that were really old, like 100s of years old. One of the boys started asking me who I was, what was my name and I said Sara. He had a british accent too. Then we were in like the part of this place that had a cafe and we were looking at the sandwiches and one was a spaghetti sandwich for six dollars. Then we left and went to his house and I sat in front and helped his boys get out of the car while he unlocked the front door. His house was awesome. It was like an old house with all sorts of niches and stuff. The front of his house had like this worn away painting on it, right on the wall and there were all these tiny splotches of color, like nail heads randomly everywhere. Then we went inside, oh ..before we got there he told me he had to clean up but to make myself at home while he did this. So then, we got into the house and he went on about his thing and I helped his boys get their shoes off and stuff and then they left and there were cats everywhere and they were friendly to me. Especially this one that had no tail. So then he came out and showed me around his house and we were in the kitchen and he had this like..big, square, magnetic thing that had four sides and turned on a base. It had magnets for each year that he and his wife had lived in the house. It started in 1980 and I remember thinking to myself in my dream that I was only two years old. But then I looked more and eventually there were no more magnets for his wife, just him.

And then I woke up.

Oh yeah, in the car on the way to his house he told me that the reason he started being nice to me was because the indian rocks were in the right places.