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The Dream

I had the most vivid and unusual dream back on 2/17, and when I woke up I tried to go back to sleep so I could return to that world. It wasn't happy or sad, just another place where things were very much like this world, with a few notable exceptions.

In this place I was the same person, except I seemed to be traveling quite a bit. I pretty much lived in my car (our Subaru, just like here) and was learning a new virtual reality video game that is played on your phone. It was so fun and hyper realistic that everyone was playing it. I wasn't having a lot of luck with the game myself, but I kept trying. Then packages started to arrive with beautiful blankets and quilts hand made from plush fabrics and edged with tiny beads. Someone had to explain to me that these were things gamers sent to each other after meeting and playing in the game, and I should do the same.

There was something about car crashes and car thefts, and I had to make a plan of what I'd do if someone stole my car. I kept going from town to town like a drifter, always welcomed but never really noticed. The hotels I stayed in were unremarkable, like Holiday Inn Express. The game was my only genuine contact and connection with others, which sounds sad but is a reality for a lot of kids in our world. I understand why video games are so important to youngsters now.

I never got a chance to start making my own quilts to send to other gamers (I woke up) but I was completely charmed by a world where everyone gave their friends handmade gifts so casually. I felt deeply disappointed when I woke up and realized it was only a dream. I'd happily live in that strange world.

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