It’s the cold medicine…I think.
When you have a dream that you need to save the baby luck dragon from the dark wizard that wants to use and sell the baby dragon’s luck on the black market, you know you’re either a) really, really crazy or b) really cracked out on cold medicine.
I’m going for Crazy. Ha. “meeting parents”. Ha. Just saying.
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Lmao! Face it … you’re crazy
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I would have said uber-awesome. Yes I am alive, thanks for the concern. I keep meaning to make this a more…normal thing but that hardly happens.
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