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I remember about 1 dream per decade over the last 20 years or so. I almost never recall dreams. I know I have them because, you know, science and all but I never remember them. Last one I can remember was a few years back. I was on a speed boat on the ocean and my son, 8 or 9 at the time, was on another one parallel to the one I was on. Suddenly, he stuck his head in the ocean and it was promptly bitten off by a shark. I immediately woke up and laughed my ass off because it was such a ridiculous premise, I couldn't even be afraid or freaked out. Just started laughing at the absurdity of it.
That's it. Nothing since. Good thing, bad thing, I don't know but I just never seem to remember them.
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