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    1. Sunday, May 24

      by , 06-03-2020 at 03:24 AM
      Mom and Makayla are going to get matching tattoos, and I am going with them. Outside, it is very overcast. There seems to be some dark purple in some of the clouds as well. This place doesnít look like a tattoo shop; this entrance is on a patio covered by an overhang of a pitched roof. It seems more office or commercial. Inside now, the tattoo they are getting is just a jagged line. I see it on a piece of trace taped to another piece of paper and take out my pocket knife and begin to cut along the line. The trace keeps coming further than the other paper, but Iím really following the line pretty closely. Mom goes first now and grabs my hand as the female artist begins inking. Itís going on her ankle, and me and Makayla say how that is a painful spot (although I think Iím really thinking of the one behind my knee). Iím sitting right by mom, barefoot, with my legs stretched out. Itís like I am feeling the feeling of getting the tattoo too, I guess because Iím so close. I make a face and look at Makayla, a little excited at having this experience after a long time without it. When I look over, Mom is passed out, head back, eyes closed, mouth slightly agape, and I shake her to wake her up. This happens one more time. We ask the artist to call a doctor, but she says sheís not sure if theyíre taking anyone due to social distancing. She does fill a glove with water and give it to us. I pour some of it into Momís mouth but it just comically and exaggeratedly spurts back up and out. I know that Melissa and her mom are also getting matching tattoos: a lobster with heart shaped scales.




      I am in what seems to be an empty high school, on the second level. Julia from work is having me do something; it seems urgent, and I am taking it seriously. Then, she tells me itís just been a prank, which I agree is pretty funny. I think it has something to do with a book. I end up taking the book home and reading it. It is a YA with a dark green cover and is definitely not something Iíd read in real life. I think itís about a baby or pregnancy. Iím reading it to humorously spite the prank, but it is actually kind of good. For some reason I started a little ways into the book, so now Iím going back to start from the beginning. I am outside on the lawn in the front of Momís, and it seems like a really nice summer evening.
    2. Monday, July 30

      by , 08-31-2018 at 08:32 PM
      I am at Matt and Saraís house (not sure if it really looks like it). It is pretty dim in here and dark outside. There is a natural disaster occurring; I see a red glow outside. What Iím fairly certain is lava is coming up through the floor. It seems to be coming in through almost every side, but I am able to escape. Outside is almost no better; lava is flowing down the street towards me. I narrowly avoid it. I think Matt, Sara, and Makayla were still in the house, and I hope theyíre okay. I am walking away, trying to distance myself from the lava/fire, when I call Dad. I tell him Iím headed a certain direction, to which he tells me angrily that is the wrong way to go. I guess it is worse that way. I get slightly angry at his quickness to anger, like he doesnít trust my autonomy. With a slight bite to my voice, I tell him Iím fine and safe. I try to call Melissa and Makayla, with no answer. I end up in a Qdoba or something similar. Kenny is working here (he looks younger and older at the same time. I think he has a small mustache). Iím not sure if he recognizes me as I approach the counter. I think I ask what comes on something, and he says heíll tell me when I pick something. I chose a taco, and he tells me whatís on it. One of the ingredients is bacon. I tell him thatís all okay. I then ask for just a medium sized drink. He moves to the register (to my right) and rings everything up. The total ($8) appears and then goes down, before disappearing completely. I didnít mind paying and didnít expect this, but Kenny just chuckles. I go for a fist bump, but he goes to shake it. I go to fill the pretty large plastic cup. I think I end up contacting everyone and finding out that theyíre okay.



      I am going somewhere with Melissa and her mom and dad. Iím driving Melissa, following her dad. It looks like weíre in a fairly large city, though the roads are not too bad. I am following a map and turn where it says to, though Carlos has gone straight. The turn does seem kind of wrong. Immediately, Carlos calls and tells me he knows what the map says, but to not go that way. I start turning around. We end up parking outside of some buildings. They are tall, with a gently sloping grassy area with a paved walkway nestled amongst them. There is a car parked so close to two low rock walls I donít even know how it fit. We donít see Carlosí car, but we know this is the place, so we get out and start to look for them. We spot them walking through a sort of very small outdoor plaza that mostly looks like a patio. I also see Sageís mom sitting out here. Iím wondering if sheíll see me. I must also see Granny, because I message Sage, saying how I saw my momís mom with her mom. I am now sitting on the cement with Carlos and Melissa. We are packing for a trip, but we are packing sausages? They are little pieces in what looks like an ice tray. Carlos breaks them out and puts them nicely in a small but long black bag. After a while, I start helping. We had them in nice rows, but those start to fall apart. Thereís also some loose rice in the bag. Melissa starts putting small pieces of white cheese in the bag, before her dad says she doesnít need to. I want some though, so I keep putting a few pieces in. We are packing for a lot of people - 60? Iím holding a Ziploc that has two plastic containers in it. I think they are full of water, so I add water to one. I am then under the impression that they are sunscreen, so I feel bad for messing it up. Melissa then tells me it is only water. We are now in a small, cement corner type area. Thereís a Deadpool movie theater cardboard cut-out. We hold it up because we think Carlos will like it. Some others show up, about 3-4 guys and girls probably in their mid 20s. They start climbing up this large cut-out. I spot them. One of the guys drops down, bending his legs completely and bringing his whole body down to absorb the impact. There are holes in it, which is what theyíre using to climb it. One of the girls is getting mad at them for doing it. This only provokes me. Dressed like Spiderman? I start climbing it. I initially pull myself up with just one finger in a hole at the top of my reach. I climb further than the others did. I start to swing out, a seemingly tense moment for everyone, but my feet land on a brick wall, on which I just barely balance and stand on. I then grasp it and lower myself down first before jumping the rest of the way to the ground. I think I was talking to the girl through all of this. The other say I just completely destroyed her (because she thought we shouldnít be doing this?). Iím thinking I shouldíve done a backflip at the end.



      Iím in a high school gym with Melissa. Something is going on; the bleachers are fairly full. We slow and look for a space to sit. Thereís an empty row at the top, which we take. People are throwing a ball around, up and down the bleachers. We end up with all of our clothes off, but covering ourselves partially with a blanket.



      Melissa and I are staying at my grandma's house. Our bed is not even in a bedroom, just out in the open. I think we have been or are having sex. I hope we havenít been too loud.