I dreamt that the world was going to end. There were speculations about how, but I did not bother to join that conversation. A lot of people seemed to want to go someplace else, but I stayed put. I saw this old man with a collection of his books, and I offered to organize them for him. The dogs, on their own, chose to stay together in one area. I urged my mom to take the Ferrari out for a drive. It has always been in the garage and the time to use it is running out. I saw that my dad was getting bored, so I thought I should introduce him to the old man whose books I organized. I was not sure how they would get along though, so I picked an eclectic selection of those books to show my dad, to see if they had the same tastes and would actually get along. When I went back to fetch the old man, I could not find him anymore. There were white feathers falling from the sky. It was apocalyptically beautiful.
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