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I had the weirdest dreams last night. In one I was Penelope from a modern retelling of the Odyssey and set out to find that no-good husband of mine and haul his ass back to our island. In one section I almost got run over by a hundred marathon runners in the dark while crossing an intersection on foot.

In another I stumbled across an inventor who cave me a tiny laser pen that did fancy designs in yellow, blue, and red. The inventor wore a sweater that changed color and pattern randomly but sometimes repeated old patterns.

In another I rearranged my used furniture to maximize the potential of my home.