I keep having this dream. There's a woman with an obvious wig. She sits down at the kitchen table and says "Let's go up to the lake". I look at her and say "Sure. But who the hell are you?". I've never seen her before. She takes a long drag from her cigarette and says "I want to go to the lake. Now". I grab my coat and she follows me to the car. As the city turns into forest and sunlight, we drive north. There's no other traffic. It's quiet. We're going to the lake.
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