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I dreamed I was a wedding DJ who forgot the playlist
I was in a booth made of glass and old vinyl records, the kind that never play right. The bride was crying because 'We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together' wasn't on the list. I kept saying, 'Itās not my faultāI didnāt even know they wanted it!' But the crowd just stared, silent, like theyād been waiting for me to fail. Then I looked down and my shoes were goneājust bare feet on a carpet that smelled like burnt popcorn. I woke up with the echo of a laugh track still in my ears. Weird how the booth feels realer than most places Iāve actually worked.
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