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I dreamed that the man I loved was going to and from work in a cerulean blue pickup truck. IRL, he has a black truck but doesn't appear to be driving it. The place where he returns everyday seems to be a beige hotel with dark roofing, either one story tall apt building, or two short stories. I don't see stairs, only windows. There are several cars parked, a red, beige, white, and that black truck no longer driven. He is sitting smoking a cigarette and watching me, he knows I am watching him. The dream is daylight from beginning to end. I can see the blue sky.

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