Same dream two nights in a row: I'm searching for an object. It seems to be metallic, red, embossed with gold. It's circular and has depth, probably some weight. I can't find it. Then it comes to me. I see it to the left. It's now familiar, and ordinary. You idiot, I say to myself, of course that's what it is. How could I not have known. And then I forget what it is . Exact dream the next night, or rather morning.
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