Last night I had several fascinating dreams. One of them included me writing a blog about my reasons why I loved staring at the Mona Lisa at the Louvre. But as it was a dream, I just thought I'd take note of it, and not go into detail. Is that mean? I find it rather humorous :P
I dreamed about Michigan. And I dreamed about riding der Zug in Germany.
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