Erin, I once had a very weird dream with you. I've dreamt that you are my mother and that you have a big library full of your articles. I had a strange cart in which I rode around, and I carried a bicycle in it. I rode uphill and saw a parasol mushroom without a cap and I asked a guy standing nearby when the mushroom has lost the cap, he said 'In January'. After that I started to collect dry stones and piled them up on a nice pile and then lighted them up, they were burning nicely. The fields nearby and forest started to burn too, so I rode away in my cart, I had a few problems with logistics though. I arrived to your library and I couldn't find some article, so I asked you to find it for me and you've found it. After that I noticed a strange briefcase labeled 'THE GAME OF LIFE' and noticed that I were playing this game all my life. I opened the briefcase and there were beautiful chess figures and I thought I was so dumb for not using them before.
Well, that's about it. One of my less silly dreams actually
