When I was very young I had a recurring dream. I would be in my family's car with the whole family, driving along, except that no matter how hard I tried to stay seated, after a few seconds I would drift up through the roof, and couldn't get back down. My butt and the seat were like reverse magnets. I would try to seat myself, only to float up through the roof again. I understood this as an important message from my psyche.
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