Another dream.
Someone cut open the bottom of a Doraemon doll, stuffed my GR Digital in, and sewed it in, complete with the case.
I don’t remember who it was, but he/she did give me the doll in person. I don’t remember where it was. But I think there was no reason.
The dream aside, I find it interesting, and alarming, that I can forget things I had in my head just earlier in the day. It also reminds me that, I’ve probably forgotten many things worth remembering.
