Last night I dreamt Hugh Jackman was a very good friend of mine. While we hung out I noted that he was very, very happy and remembered that throughout our friendship he was always that way. Then he started climbing this huge water fountain in a very exuberant manner. I watched him as he seemed to abandon all cares, oblivious to how ridiculous he looked. I couldn't help but think, "Hugh Jackman is very, very happy." Followed by, "I should be happy like Hugh Jackman."
At that point my alarm sounded, awakening me from my deep state of REM sleep. As I sat up, I thought, "I SHOULD be happy like Hugh Jackman."
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