My bed was a huge field. My green blankets were an overcast sky as well as trees and shrubs. People in suits dressed up in suits and long dresses laying besides me in the dirt and shrubs. They were all talking and jibbering loudly and too fast for me to understand, but I did gather they were talking about Thanksgiving. I wanted them to let me sleep. But they kept talking and staring at me and laying next to me whispering and talking with blank expressions, tops hats blubbering about nothing in particular.
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