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    1. Monday, July 18

      by , 08-01-2022 at 12:36 AM
      I am floating and/or walking down a shallow and not that wide river (it seems similar to the Truckee downtown). It seems like it is underground or in a really deep crevice. At one point I go down one of the rapids and hear people nearby gasp. I donít find it nearly that impressive. There is a woman here who also floats down a rapid, face first, with ease and nonchalance. I think sheís been doing this for a while.
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    2. Sunday, July 17

      by , 08-01-2022 at 12:36 AM
      I am at ĎTahoeí. (Really, it is a river about the width and depth of the Truckee downtown, though in a more natural setting). I approach a spot that looks clear and deep and get in fully without hesitation. Iím surprised at how mild the water temperature is; I definitely canít call it cold and itís even closer to lukewarm. Thereís someone else in here; I bump into him as I surface. Now, Iím a little upstream from where I was and on higher ground, overlooking the river. There may be the thought of jumping in. I also may realize better from here that itís a river.
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    3. Wednesday, June 29

      by , 07-06-2022 at 10:45 PM
      I am in, what is in my mind at least, Scotland. Iím looking up at gentle green hills as I float down a narrow, stone ravine. The water seems shallow and slow moving. The sun peeks out from behind a hill and causes a glare which I shade with my hand. The scene seems tranquil and special. There is something about me thinking about what if it was a dream. Now Iím somewhere different but related with a middle aged foreign seeming lady that Iíve just met. I end up asking her where sheís from. She replies with ĎVinaí, which I think is in Scotland. I ask if itís southern and she says no, that itís more North than the North Pole. The conversation then easily moves to me staying there with her. I want to, and think I start making travel plans.
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    4. Thursday, June 16

      by , 06-16-2022 at 09:37 PM
      Iím with Melissa and taking Stella to a pool. It feels like the pool at our complex but a little different. It seems weíre approaching it the same way as we really would, but there is no fence. Right away I notice two guys (one in the regular at work, Blair) and their black and white border collie in the water. Stella doesnít react to it. Now I feel alone or just separate from them. In the pool, which looks like a long oval with a skinny section in the middle that also seems to be a hot tub, I swim and submerge myself. Someone? asks if Iím doing it to get away from everyone. I think to myself that sheís not entirely wrong.
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    5. Saturday, June 4

      by , 06-16-2022 at 09:30 PM
      Iím walking Stella somewhere outside, a fairly wide dirt path, when I pass an older man with his dog, what looks like a retriever. Stella does well with being able to pass the dog without meeting it. There is a culvert off to the side, maybe 8+ feet long. Itís almost filled completely with running water and Stella decides to get into it. In an instant, sheís completely submerged and I can only feel by the pull of the long leash how far into it she is. I initially remain calm, hoping Iíll be able to remain calm, hoping Iíll be able to hold onto the leash until I can just run and grab her on the other side. This then does not feel possible, so I call for help from Dad who is now here. Stella is somehow still being swept down this stream that only seems a few inches deep. It is rocky as well and feels like itís underground, as I run to catch up with her. With all of my might, I eventually do.



      Iím going into a Dead and Company concert with Melissa. The indoor venue seems like something comparable in size to the Reno Events Center. Thereís a simple white folding table in the foyer and some hassle with the middle aged white man in getting our tickets. I succeed in getting them and we go in. Itís close to empty, so we hurry toward the front. Thereís no GA, only seats. When I ask, Melissa says she doesnít care where we sit, which kind of irritates me. At first we go up too high, so we try lower. There are now some people here and we have to squeeze by them in their seats. The band is on the stage now, all unfamiliar except for Bob Weir, the rest seeming much younger. I notice the drummer playing but donít hear any music. Bob is wearing a black cloth face mask which he removes and gives to one of the younger band members to wear. This makes no sense to me but I try to let it go.
    6. Friday, May 27

      by , 06-01-2022 at 10:13 PM
      I am with Julia and maybe some others. Weíre walking along a rocky creek bed. The rocks are dark gray, smooth, and large enough to create a few feet of space between us and the water below. I end up climbing down to the water. Julia reacts as if I shouldnít be doing this, but I think itís fine. I continue further, eventually submerging and then surfacing in a large, circular pool. The walls seem to be stone, though possibly with windows around towards the top, like a cross between a natural space and an aquarium. There are several sea animals swimming in here with me. Jon is here also and I think I jump into the water once or twice.



      I am walking outside when I pass by someoneís yard. The path seems to go right next to the chain link fence. The yard is fairly large and at a slight incline. Thereís a large rock right by the fence; I climb up onto it. There are two dogs here and I am impressed as one climbs onto the steep side of the rock. Iím not sure if the dogs are coming over to be protective, but I end up playing with them. A younger middle aged lesbian couple come out of the house through its back door and start to apologize for the dogs, but I donít mind at all. I throw a ball for the dogs. I also sense the couple is tired and trying to go to bed.
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    7. Wednesday, May 25

      by , 06-01-2022 at 10:12 PM
      Iím in either a pool or hot tub with Melissa. According to its circular shape and small size, itís a hot tub - I just canít tell if the waterís hot or not. There are also no jets running. It seems like this hot tub is in a slight alcove and partially covered by a ceiling. Weíre facing the rest of the patio; itís empty save for one younger, blond woman. A teenaged looking girl comes over and asks if weíll need towels. She seems behind schedule and like sheís doing the bare minimum. Melissa and I glance at each other and tell her no. She comes back in a moment with a roll of paper towels and sets them on the water. I hesitate and then grab them out. Melissa is now sitting close to me in the water and Iím touching her between her legs, under the bathing suit. She is fine with it until I start to go inside, after which she says Ďplease stop.í



      Iím outside somewhere with Julia and Jessica. The area looks maybe like an empty parking lot beside a park. The trees are flourishing and casting solid shadows to contrast with the golden sunlight. Theyíve set up some games, I think as an event for Grassroots. The only one who shows up is a very genial black man and his son (around 7 years old?). One of these games involves a tiny Ďhoopí. Iíve taken it in my hand and inverted it. It feels more like a paper cup and now I worry about getting it back on right. Another looks like a tank on four wheels that can be towed. Itís filled with what looks like different colored cotton balls. I think the Ďhoopí goes on top and then the object is to drop a marble/jelly bean? and follow it down. The little boy is now playing with multiple soccer balls.
    8. Monday, May 16

      by , 05-26-2022 at 01:27 AM
      Iím at a beach with what seems like some of the family. It is definitely a beach on the ocean coast. It looks like Hawaii or the California coast. The sand is long and also very deep, sloping down to reach the water. The waves come in large but not violently. It is dim out but the scene seems to be lit with some glow, maybe twilight or moonlight. Iím in the water now, with Dad and Stella. Stella swims after something - a toy?, not an animal. She dives down quite a ways after it. Iím apprehensive at first but then relax when I see how well sheís doing.
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    9. Thursday, January 27

      by , 05-11-2022 at 11:34 PM
      I am somewhere outside, on a walk. The place looks familiar (from another dream?). Iím coming up a slight hill to a smaller river. I think I usually go to the right but I veer to the left this time. Thereís a sense of happiness at doing something new. I also have Stella with me. Some or all of this water is frozen solid and she and I walk on it.

      *I was with Dad yesterday and we were talking about how the pond here froze over.
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    10. Tuesday, October 5

      by , 05-04-2022 at 11:23 PM
      Iím with Melissa somewhere that feels like rural Nevada. The place is gently sunny, with dappled shadows from the handful of trees. I see there is a structure or two - one of which looks like a barn. There are others here, definitely looking like the conservative type. Nobody is wearing a mask, and it feels nice. We notice a small body of water that weíre going to float on? and then notice that itís bigger than we initially thought, with a couple of turns and an increase in size with each. The water is placid and the scene tranquil and peaceful as we float (on something?).
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    11. Sunday, July 4

      by , 08-12-2021 at 06:22 AM
      I think I am in the UK. Iím in a slightly forested area with two long ponds. I think theyíre separated by a slight incline. Their contours seem to give the impression that they are larger. There is shade and dappled sunlight on them and on the many kayakers. Thereís a languid feeling and itís a really beautiful scene. I contemplate swimming. I know Iím also with Granny, but I donít know where she is right now. I think that she doesnít know where Iíve gone either, so I go to find her before we get too separated. I walk past the public restroom, and the door to the Womenís is open. I glance in, but donít see her. I think there is something about her dying or me only having so much time to find her before she does.




      Iím with Melissa, I think at her house. Alex has called an Uber, and two cars show up. Each driver is a middle aged man, one white and one Hispanic (*As I write this, I remember how I questioned Melissa capitalizing Hispanic and not white, just like Iíve done here). I think they start talking while Melissa and I get into one of the cars. She starts driving it and I tell her this isnít how Ubers work, but she continues.




      Iím with Melissa in a store. It seems pretty busy. Melissa cuts in front of a Black lady from the side of the line to check out. I think she hands the cashier a receipt, maybe to justify her cutting. The Black lady looks at me and I give an unsure expression. I donít really like Melissa doing this.
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    12. Friday, June 4

      by , 08-12-2021 at 05:26 AM
      I am somewhere, by a park maybe, with my parked car. I step outside the driver's side to drink some water. In either a mirror or my peripherals I notice that the back door is open, so I shut it. Now, when I step out again? I see that it is open again. Finding this kind of weird, I close it again. This happens one more time and at this point it is pretty disturbing as there is nobody around and no way it could have happened by itself. I think I assume it must be a ghost.




      I am in an unfamiliar house. It seems dim and sparse in here. I notice a small family approaching and get weird vibes. What looks like a teenage girl starts trying to open the door. Iíve locked the door knob and the deadbolt but she is somehow able to open them, so I have to keep pressing the door closed and relooking these. It is somewhat a struggle to keep the two balanced. At times she makes startling progress, but I think I manage to keep her out.




      I am in what I think of as a Vans store but what looks like a grocery store. Iím probably thinking this due to all of the Vans merchandise on display. Specifically I notice some high up (like above the meats or dairy section of a storeís display). I notice some teenage? boys that seem to be wearing Vans head to toe. I think about what it would be like to completely wear only one brand. At some point I am in an aisle with Mom and some others. I think there is largely an absence of masks, and it doesnít feel like a bad thing.




      Iím with Makayla and we are parking at the front of some store. It is average to large for a retail building, with a curved exterior. The area seems rather desolate. As we get out of the car a happy looking black man approaches and compliments us for getting out of a semi truckís way/letting it do something. He just seems very content and sincere. I envision this semi truck in the center Ďlaneí of what looks like pyramid highway, and Iím assuming this happened earlier in the dream.




      I am following, through a forested area, a river that is not too wide yet gives the impression of depth. It appears fairly peaceful but has a very strong current. The water seems so clear and pure.
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    13. Friday, April 23

      by , 06-16-2021 at 09:27 PM
      Iím at work (Iím not sure where, but it feels like some kind of retail store). I notice a quiet Asian girl wandering around and, as I perceive it, Ďscoping out the placeí. I make a mental note of it but donít do anything else. Now, I see her in a small garage (right outside of but still part of the store?), crouching down by a car. Sheís taken off its license plate and is measuring it. I think this is too suspicious, so we go out and stop/talk to her.




      Iím with Melissa and Brooke in what seems like downtown. Weíre by the river and a large bridge. To the side of the bridge is a large tree or tree trunk protruding out almost parallelly over the water. I think this tree is some sort of monument (911?). We walk out onto it to have our picture taken, but end up breaking it, which feels very serious.
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    14. Tuesday, March 23

      by , 04-02-2021 at 06:27 AM
      I am removing a hypodermic needle from my left hip. It is very wide, nearly as wide as a pencil. I start with some haste but soon begin to feel it tugging the skin, which slows my pace. I grimace through the last few uncomfortable moments, feeling deeply woozy.




      I am traversing some snowy ledge, seemingly the outer edge of a sidewalk, 20-30 feet above a body of water (Lake Tahoe?). I donít feel cold, and in fact I remove my tie dye Grateful Dead shirt. For me this is fun, and I even consider jumping into the water, but never do.
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    15. Saturday, March 20

      by , 04-02-2021 at 06:25 AM
      I am in some building. It seems to mold around the surrounding terrain and/or go below it. The architecture is minimalistic but sleek, dark wood and darker walls. Everything seems angular as well. I am looking for a restroom and find one, an opening, at an angle, in a wall. I enter and follow it, a longer hallway. It seems both open and private, and I love this effect and its subtle opulence. I think before I fully get into the restroom I arrive at a corner that opens into a larger space. Off to the left the building is open to the terrain, a rock grade with a small trickle of water. In front of me is the main opening, a vault type space, the far side of which is a wall coming out of the terrain, with a large, high window. Through the window I see some tables and two old men sitting at them. I take a picture of the scene and when I look back at it, the men look ominous and familiar. (They look like Ken Rose and the old customer at work with a ponytail and pebble mask). I think I take a turn and end up making it to the actual restroom.




      I am in a car with Vladimir Nabokov, him in the driverís seat and me in the passengerís. He has a piece of paper, on which there is a line of symbols that I think repeat. Iím not sure the objective here, if there is any, but heís found a clever way to pencil in a few to perfectly look like the outline of a house (he gets two or three on the larger sheet). I think this somehow correlates to his last name.
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