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Whatever is in the air, I've had trouble sleeping this week. I wake up at odd times. I have strange dreams. Last night I dreamed that I left Austin due to a rabies epidemic, the city's population turned into slavering, zombie-like menaces. I went to New York and Racheline chastised me for not calling first. She played Ziggy Stardust on the guitar for me, and there was a giant chupacabra loose in the city. It's lair was at the top of a massive old skyscraper.

I don't even know where to begin with that. Interpretations welcome.