That was one strange dream I had. Angie, are you contagious? :)
It was all . . . new babies, and new parents, and little kids running around playing. Some of the little kids were the same as the babies, I think. There was time involved. And everybody in the dream was happy, but the dream was really sad, and I don't get how that works.
Some of the babies were really obviously mutants when they were born, and it didn't matter to anybody--not the parents, not the . . . guess they must've been doctors, but nobody was in a hospital. That part was nice. But still sad.
I wonder why I remembered that one. I hardly ever remember my dreams.
