in rudolph the red nosed reindeer the guy is like “you know dasher and dancer etc. but you might not recall one specific reindeer… rudolph” be serious dude. come on.
I can’t stop thinking abouf this man from my dream last night… not in a sexy romantic way but because I know he was someone from my real life but I cant place him. He was this quiet and serious blue-collar redhead guy with a beard and i know i know him from work but idk which job… in the dream I’d volunteered to go on a car trip with him to do some kind of chore without realizing it was a long drive… it was awkward at first bc we don’t know each other very well but then he put “this love isn’t crazy” by carly rae jepsen on the car stereo and said even though she was a lady pop artist he liked her because she was dedicated to sobriety, like him… anyways I don’t believe in anything but i wonder if he dreamed about me too and today is also troubled and trying to remember who i am. Or maybe carly dreamed about both of us
hmm today i think i will treat statistics as infallible knowledge downloaded from planet earth’s objectively correct stat counter instead of a summary of information someone obtained in some way and is now presenting to you a certain way
