The other night, I had a dream that I was guest-hosting a morning show. I was clearly a pro, deigning to lend my services to a less-professional outfit. I was perfectly styled in a pink suit with a blonde bob. I was observing myself and the experience from the outside (which was particularly horrifying given the aforementioned blondeness and pinkness.)
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