Dream: I am watching TV. There is an ad for a new show on Cartoon Network that features the comedic stylings of my ex-boyfriend. His logo is a weird bar code. I stand up to tell my husband how weird it is, and then I go get ready for bed.
In my dream, I go to sleep and begin to dream that I am in an elevator with six people that I have never met before. We are all going to the same floor. The elevator begins to speed up and shake, and we shoot straight through the roof of the building, into the air. I say to the people, "We are going to die." Then, I cover my face with my hands and tell my husband out-loud that I love him, even though he is not in the elevator with me.
I wake up from my dream within a dream, and am relieved. Our house has two rooms that are flooded up to our ankles with water, but they are supposed to be this way. There is a very large, cartoony, Asian Carp that has invaded our home, but we just let him live there and feed him toast.
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