I woke up this morning feeling as if I'd spent the entire day at my Aunt Mary's house. Almost as if I'd sprinted through history.
I don't remember what the dream was...so don't ask me., but it was a nostalgic feeling all the same.
I been feeling more and more out of step. Out of place and time.
There has to be a name for that.
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I can't find it.
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