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Only a short Cheerieos post today, kids.

Last night I dreamed that I went to Japan, was rescued from a biker gang by a kindly old lady in a church, visited by a ghost who turned water into... something that proved to the old lady's husband that a ghost had been there, given a bunch of gifts, and guided with an incomprehensible saying, something about giving rice to monks and mountains to Chinese people.

I have no idea. No idea at all.

Also, today is the last day of my Shir Hadash class. I'll find time to meditate on that later.