It seemed to last for hours, so I won’t go into all the horrible details, but I will say that the end of the dream involved the Wicked Witch of the West from The Wizard of Oz flying in through the window of my car, refusing to get out, and taunting me in a very MEAN way.
I just knew there would be long-term psychological effects of watching Wizard of Oz every morning as a 2-year-old.
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