My mom tucked me in as I was wearing footy pajamas (or is it footed pajamas?). My mom rarely read me fairy tales but I repeatedly had dreams in which she would tuck me in and read me a fairy tale that I had written. After I told her about the fairy tale from my dream, she wrote it down and then from time to time she would read it to me as I lay tucked in bed. This is the fairy tale:"There are billions of little circles drifting across the big square. The big square has lots and lots of very tall triangles. The circles made the triangles white and soft and so the triangles are very very happy and will be for a very long time. Soon the cirlcles will come to the triangles again. And the triangles will be even happier. The funny thing is: These triangles are always happy... because they're so high all the time."
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