The only part of the dream I remember took place in a YMCA where I was playing some mean racquetball. I was wearing short shorts, goggles, and a long-sleeve jersey (if such a thing exists), and I was full of energy. I honestly don't know how racquetball works, so I probably was playing it incorrectly in my dream.
Well, I woke up at some point in the dream. There may or may not have been more.
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