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Last night I had a dream I was adopted. I remember sort of coming to out of the dream into a foggy but conscious state around 2 a.m., at which point I thought "Hey wait! That explains why my brother and sister are super tall, and I'm not! And why I have darker coloring while they are fair! And...! And...!" And then I faded back into my dream only slightly wondering why my parents had waited until I was 25 to tell me (this thought process concluded with, "well that would actually be rather typical of my mother..." The night before that I dreamed my dad had the big cancuh. A bad one. Dreams are weird.