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childhood home or maybe she was just out of milk. I
        thought to myself sitting on my bed, my childhood bed
        for that matter. That’s what  I did most of the time, just
        think.

        I  wondered  what  Sandy  was  doing,  had  she  gone
        home yet, it was almost midnight. I wondered what T
        was doing, her actual name is Tara, she was probably
        sleeping, I wondered what was the thing that had come
        up for me to have to take the morning shift.

        I wondered a million other things as I drifted off to
        sleep.

        I  dreamed  of  an  endless  blue  ocean,  the  bluest,  I
        dreamed of tiny little ships on that ocean all with places

        to go, all following the light coming from a lighthouse
        afar, all knowing where to go. I dreamed that I was on
        one of those ships, Sandy in another, T in a third one,
        and even the bus station lady was on one, so was my
        dad. We were all on our own little ships sailing on the
        same ocean, going towards the illuminated path set by
        the lighthouse. I didn’t know where we were going but
        the ship seemed to do so.







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