Man, I had a vivid dream last night. It involved an artist who was completely in love with me. His name was Parker. He wasn't anyone I know. And he was so totally cool and into me. But I was not sure and was dating a few guys, and eventually I lost the artist who went and got married. I spent the rest of the dream regretting losing him. And when I woke up, I felt so depressed, like I'd lost the love of my life or something.
I wonder if I'm missing out on something I should be devoting myself to.
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