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Have been having a terrible time recalling dreams the past few weeks. But, this morning I seemed to be able to do it without too much difficultly.

Dream 1: I was standing outside my old house with a friend of mine whom I hadn't gotten to see in quite some time. He was a great friend and I wish we could still hang out. Although there had been some issues earlier on which caused this to be impossible.. We were talking and this what was said. Friend - "I'm really sorry kyle... I just wish this would have never happened." I was overcome with emotion I realized just how much I had wanted to see my friend after all this time and I hugged him. It was probably the most emotional hug I've ever experienced. We talked a little longer and then I fell into my next dream.

Dream 2: I was in the school that was in the same area as the house I was at earlier. I walked into a room that I recognized to be the English classroom from the school, and sat down next to a girl who I remember all to well.. She looked slightly older then she had last time I seen her, and I could tell that her attitude had gotten worse. Her - "Hi, who are you?" Me- "I can't believe you don't remember my name." Her - "What? Am I supposed to remember the name of every guy I fuck?" Me - "But we never even had sex." Her - "Well do you want to?" Me - "No. I may have wanted to before. But I definitely do not want to now." I got up and walked out of the room feeling like I was about to cry. Shortly after I moved into another dream.

I can't actually remember my third dream all to well. I had remembered it the most when I woke up but I reflected most on the other two, and I've now completely forgotten the third one.. It was something about airplanes? I was in an airport that's about all I remember.

Lame internet connection + Little recall = (Super-duper) x inactivity regarding (DJn>1n)

Fragment 1:

I was talking with two of my friends from school in no solid setting. Angles were curved, I remember purple smoke, and people did not seem to have bodies. I was explaining to the floating head of a friend who is a massive pony-hater and massive Minecraft-lover that Notch had recently stated that he was a brony.Wait, I thought, it's Sunday, and this is a dream, so it doesn't matter if I tell them. Oh, well, I'll do it anyway. Then everybody attacked me.

Fragment 2:

I was part of the crew of a crashed alien ship. The ship consisted of black hull and glowing green tubes and antennae, composed into a rough tube shape. Me and two other survivors were sitting in a completely black room, which, on any other ship, would have served as a cargo hold, as it was the room that had the ramp outside. No airlock, I thought it was worth noting. The oldest of us was at a completely black counter, making omlettes. The youngest was at a completely black table, doing nothing. I decided to go outside and search for firewood.

There was a cut, and I was a hundred meters up a hill from the crash site. The landscape was mostly flat other than the hill I was on, and the vegetation was only dead-looking, thorny, bush-sized plants. They surrounded the crash site, anything too close to it got incinerated. The sky was limited to a dome around the crater and the plants surrounding it. There was dark blue and stars outside of the dome. I climbed for several seconds, then the dream ended.

Fragment 3:

This was certainly part of an epic full dream. Shame I can't remember it.

I was on an anvil-shaped airship going at unrealistically high speeds with a girl about my age. She was blonde, and her hair was braided into a single tail. She was a wearing black, that seemed to be a theme in my dreams tonight. I didn't recognize her. I was wearing black, too. I also wore aviator goggles. We were either dealing with or being pirates.

We were standing on an outdoors catwalk going in a loop. She acknowledged my presence briefly and then glided off into the globe of grey clouds speedily passing us. My view followed her circling the bottom of the airship. her suit had dark yellow wings under the arms, like those of a flying squirrel. As she flew, she threw away the rapier she previously held and it passed us in a blink. She traded it out with a cutlass take from a copper statue on one of the ends of the ship.

She reached the front of the bottom of the ship and sliced two guards in one swing and flew, cutlass first, into the window. My view transitioned inside of the ship, watching the glass shatter in slow motion. She fell once she was in, and recovered with a roll. Suddenly, I joined her in the room.

In the corner, she picked up some trinkets and put them a bag. She smiled stood up, and we moved out of the window. Mission success, it seems. The dream ended.

11/26 dreamed of tornado's a strong but not too strong one picked me up recalled more when i woke up but didn't write it down