I dreamt last night that I was on a long road where the sides were covered in greenery. I was behind a couple of people, jogging at a slow pace. Eventually, the people in front of me disappeared and I started to sprint. Why? I can't say.

I sprinted until I reached a mountain of snow. As I was climbing, a bird dove straight into the snow and vanished. I kept on climbing, my legs moving on its accord, moving higher and higher. Then as I finally came to a stop, a bird dove into the snow, marking my finish.

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