There was a party. Everyone was having fun. The house was full of people. I was preparing more food for the celebrants and I noticed that the oven was already full of delicacies: pancakes, pies, herrings (?) Whenever I took something out of the oven, it filled up again. Like magic.
Everyone was inside, then I took a look from the window and saw someone obsolete standing alone in the yard. Kicking pebbles, like angry kids do showing that they couldn't care less about not being invited inside. I felt a pang of pity, sadness and regret, but then someone called me and I kept on partying.
I am pleased with this dream. It reassures me that kaikki on kohta hyvin. Although it doesn't match 100% with my day thinking, yet.
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