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Dreamt that I was picked up by a spaceship and taken in the future where there was a programmer labor shortage. Everyone was working from home and I was in an exceedingly plainly furnished apartment with other people, to the point where I was trying to shop online for decour in addition to writing code, but time was passing such that I wasn't making it to the post office, which had been reduced to a kind of Amazon parcel locker, to pick up coffee table I ordered. Tech was stressful because I was trying to re-learn a bunch of stuff, but vi was still available for editing code, but had gained the feature of display gaudy large typefaces in contrasting colors in the editor to assist with making terrible web pages. Self driving cars worked and there were enormous parking lots full of them, but I was too busy trying to do my code to really care.