I had my first pleasant dream. A dream filled with smiles, and laughter, and fellowship of some sort. It was all pleasantly confusing. The people were smiling, and I felt extremely gratified, and I could tell they felt comfortable with me, and did not believe in the face mask.
I woke up. Dark and cold. The war goes on, and many people are going to die.
Have Mercy Father.
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