Last week, I had a dream about making plans to go Christmas shopping with one of my relatives. While standing near an outdoor Christmas tree, I started typing a message into my phone about what store I could meet at. Suddenly, I thought that one of my cats was waking me up, but I was still dreaming. Instead of a regular phone's touch screen, I was typing in letters via little buttons made of rubber. I kept on typing in the wrong letters. The small rubber push buttons were like the remote control for one of my air conditioners. My fingers actually felt cold. I finally really woke up. I think I was trying to tell myself that I was doing things wrong: it was too cold outside to be typing in cell-phone messages without wearing any gloves.
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