The other night I dreamt that I had a guinea pig that I walked on a leash.
So waking up was pretty much bullshit.
P.S. I originally tweeted about this the other day, but I am still not over it. I needed a visual.
P.P. S. Even though we both had dreams that were awesome and revolutionary, my dream is in no way connected to Martin Luther King Jr.’s dream. I don’t even think guinea pigs came up once in that speech.
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