I dreamt that I was inside of an old trailer that was a part of a larger trailer park. I was extremely poor, and I was living with Kyle Heffelfinger. We were both dressed in rags. Kyle looked fairly normal, but I had a long beard and long, greasy hair and was even more skinny than I already am.
We were cooking up some eggs on the stove, but instead of using a pan, we used a hat.
We ate our breakfast and sat and looked out at the junky trailers around ours. There was no grass to be seen, for sand and dust had taken over the area.
I eventually awoke.
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