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I almost never remember my dreams. A few months ago, in my dream, I was on a speed boat hauling ass across the ocean and my 11 year old was on a different speed boat as a passenger. At some point I looked over right as he stuck his head in the water and had it bitten off by a shark. I immediately woke up laughing because it was so ridiculous of a scenario, even in my sleep I couldn’t be scared or weirded out by it. I told him about it the next morning. He shrugged and asked for a pancake. That is all.
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