So, I dreamt of my great aunt who died and my grandma. I was on the moon, and my grandma was there. I stopped breathing sometimes.
So, I read online that the psychiatric medicine I'm taking kills you and can cause hard breathing. If it does, it says to stop taking it immediately and to seek help...
So, I broke the news to my dad, sent an e-mail.
I said, instead, let's go to this nice gym every day.
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