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Saturday, March 17, 2007
Dreams
I don't know why, but I woke myself up in the middle of the night last night by screaming. I never scream, for any reason at all, so it was really weird. Luckily I was face down on the couch so I didn't really make a lot of noise. Any ideas?
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