Actually, Leah, while I don’t mean to burst your bubble, it’s pretty much just you who thinks you’re awake right now. You see, we’re all still sitting on that little patch of grass, in utter paradise, under the ancient oak in your favorite meadow by the sea. And at the moment you’re practicing your new in-body-experience technique, as you doze in and out of trance on your silky, swaying, hummingbird-powered hammock.

You’re so cute.

The Universe

p.s. I didn’t want to be the one to tell you, Leah, honest, but you were starting to sing that “choo, choo…” song again, intermingled with fits of laughter.

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