Woke from a dream where I was sitting at a fancy italian restaurant with a group of people I had no real attachment to other than feeling obligated to be in their fold, was heckled by a man at the next table over for being loud, ignored the heckling, heckled some more, stabbed the guy in the throat with a pen, sat back down and was given disparaging looks from the waiter after confiding that I didn't eat dairy or meat while trying to decide what dish to order.
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