Just ’cause.
The savages would probably want to get their damned dirty paws on you, too.
Yeah, I don't get why everyone likes the Bahamas so much, really. I mean, I've never been there and it probably is great, but I've never really been a fan of the whole...sunny sunny beach tropical thing.
Sometimes when I wake up! But it’s not actually crying. I think it’s like cleaning or whatever.
And stop thinking about bulimia.
It’s a mixture of several. Like, sometimes I will dream about something I’ve been thinking about or doing a lot, though there are still a lot of random dreams. In my dreams where my mug breaks I seem to be really... I don’t know. In love with it, or something. If it happened to me in real life, I wouldn’t be as upset as I get in my dreams.
Don't burn yourself out. You're going to need a vacation. In the Bahamas. Nah, Guam.
You are always on the alert for possible advantages. Do you never relax?
I guess it’s subjective. To me, recurring dreams have always meant nothing. To you, I don’t know. Are you sick or anything?
