I seem to have fewer dreams than most people I know, but over the last year or so most of my dreams are very realistic depictions of living in a very poor, run-down shabby trailer court out in the middle of no where with people who also have very little .
I try to be helpfull to everyone and everything is old, broken, junky and miserable.
It's almost as if someone else is putting such a realistic dream into my head?

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