Speaking of an interesting morning. I had a dream that my family and I lived in a large apartment and the other half of the apartment was split between other roommates, just a couple guys. My family had three dogs, my current dog Roxy, the late Sparky, and an additional dog which I cannot remember what it looked like. My Dad and I were walking the dogs outside in the complex, which had a lot of trees but looked more tropical than forresty. Sparky particularly liked certain trees, which were actually quite beautiful, this whole place was. I just remember being the one to walk Sparky and commenting on how he's such a good boy, like I always do. Then we walked by a shopping center near the complex and my Dad decided to buy some lunch for us. I also know I was secretly dating one of the other roommates, he is actually someone I know in real life. We would kiss everytime we had the privacy. And I know, when I was walking the dogs, I was thinking about kissing him and thinking about my breath or something. Anyways, I remember waking up from this dream, a few hours ago, and thinking about Sparky, but not quite yet grasping the reality. How fucking heartbreaking.
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