Church of the World Cup

I dreamed I was helping with a fundraiser for the Church of the World Cup. We were gathering donations and delivering them on our bicycles but every time we sorted the clothes the pile got bigger until it was too big to carry behind our bicycles and more and more bicyclists were deserting the cause so we didn’t know how we were going to get all the donations to the World Cup. My blood pressure over the stress finally woke me up.

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