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Another dream thing

Since I have started remembering my dreams, I think I'll start sending them reasonably inconsistently to you folk, so you can laugh at me, and realize what a twisted Freudian psyche I have.

Last night I dreamt I had godlike power. It was dull. I helped my parents with the garden. I did so by taking a handful of dirt, turning it into more dirt, dirt that was perfect for growing things. Then I grew things in it. They grew visibly as I was watching, if I didn't put any effort into it, and if I did, they sprouted up to huge sizes instantly. I accidentally sprouted a weed to around 6' high, but I fixed that almost immediately.

Then I played cards. I don't remember what game. I just remember dropping them, and having them pick themselves up, and order themselves by face value and suit.

Like I say, if you don't do anything neat with phenomenal cosmic power, it's kind of dull.