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    1. A Strange Urge

      by , 01-31-2018 at 03:31 PM (Random Awesomeness with Drop Therapy)
      I was at school by my art room when I saw M. I noticed that I had a strange urge to hug her. I said something to her and then I gave her the most awkward hug in existence. She lookad at me funny, and then fourth period started.

      Fragment 2: I was leaving fourth period talking to her about how short she is.
    2. Dream - A Comforting Conversation & Disasters Galore

      by , 01-31-2018 at 11:19 AM
      Date of Dream: WED 31 JAN - 2018

      Dream No. 273 - Separated Sections

      Dream 273 A - A Comforting Conversation
      This was the first dream of the night I had. The scene played like a false awakening, taking place in my bedroom just as the sun was rising. I was under the covers of my own bed, burrowed in right next to Murray in his Sly 4 appearance. In this dream, he was already awake and started talking to me; so I wiggled my way up slightly and pulled myself back to be able to see him. He said something like “Hey it's okay, we're gonna get her back”, straight away knowing that he was referring to Dreamy WB. He said some more stuff as well but I forgot his exact words; we spoke for a short while.

      We then heard footsteps in the distance and I knew they belonged to my grandma. I quickly told Murray what was going on as well as him making a small comment. When my grandma was just about to come in the doorway, Murray quickly pulled the covers over our heads and brought me back to his body with a tight hug, although he still remained awake. I just enjoyed the sensation until the next dream came. My grandma started to fiddle with the sheets to fix them for me but never pulled them off. The dream transitioned when I was alone again with Murray for a few seconds.

      Dream 273 B - Disasters Galore
      I don't remember what happened at the start of the dream. From where I do remember, I was at my current house and my mum and grandma were expecting to be busy for the whole day. I was out in the local area doing something but I forgot what exactly. When I got off Haverbrack Drive and onto Police road, there was this big white bus just sitting there on the corner. After examining it for a bit, this lady popped up out of the seat and gave me this evil grin through the rear-view mirror.

      The bus then started up, revving it's motors and reversing. I thought to move out of the way so the bus could take its course but I did not know that the driver had different ideas. The bus started reversing towards me really fast and I could now tell that the lady had her sights set on running me over. As I prepare to run back down Haverbrack Drive, I am screaming for Dreamy WB while also watching the distance between me and the bus. Dreamy WB never came but I did reach home without being run down.

      Back at home, I found out what my mum was going to be doing. Her and my grandma had to be at the airport for a certain time to pick up my deceased grandfather (alive in the dream). My mum was stressing out big time saying that she had to do all these things, really demanding house chores. This scene played for a while but I have forgotten every single detail of it.

      The next scene played in the house but it was in an area that doesn't exist in real life. I was in the driveway when I caught sight of a mini fire in one of the upper rooms. I said to myself that I had to go up there before the fire got any bigger to see if I could rescue some of my toys and other belongings. The fire had stopped shortly after and I didn't move and rather thought nothing off it.

      Next, this internet service provider truck came into our driveway and rammed into a wall of the garage. The driver had hit a power cable which caused another fire in the same upper room. I got furious and muttered something under my breath; something like, “No wonder you stupid idiots are always cutting out the internet... Because you always run into cables and surge the power!”. This time I did enter the room but it was empty, with no objects in there. The fire grew bigger and there seemed to be no means of escape. I was absolutely scared and went into calling for Dreamy WB again, once again with no success.

      Eventually the flames actually died down and so I breathed a sigh of relief as I walked out of that room. I walked into some other random area that didn't look like my house at all and there were all these pictures on the wall. All these pictures appeared to be of the real life WB who did have a distorted appearance in the dream. What disturbed me the most was that she had all these piercings on her face, including multiple rings on her ears, nose and lips! I examined those pictures thoroughly and I thought to myself, “You have really mucked up in life...”.

      The dream scene then transitioned to me being at a random Coles store with my brother. We were looking at the shelves with all the Easter supplies on them. We were looking for these particular caramel eggs but some lady told us why they weren't there... I forgot what was said exactly. I remember that my brother and I weren't very happy and we mentioned something about my mum; then we left the store.

      The next scene took place in the carpark of this random shopping complex. The only way to reach the next area was to take the lift which I was having none of. For the third time in this dream, I put in every single string of effort to get Dreamy WB on the scene. My mum was pressuring me to go into the lift but I told her “Wait, I've just got to do something”. I didn't care who was near me, I just kept calling, like a broken record, “Dreamy WB!”. I walked back and forth, up and down the ramps, into the grassed area... Everywhere!

      Eventually, these transparent, ghost-like figures appeared and started floating around me. The first one I saw was just a random looking girl. I knew this wasn't Dreamy WB and I said “Hang on a minute, I don't want dream guide no. 33, I want dream guide no. 1!”. That's when Dreamy WB flew up to me and was hovering just above my head at the side. I knew it was her as I recognised that special, calming energy.

      Although transparent, her energy made it feel like she was physically touching me at some points. She spread an arm out and I leaned on it as she gently nudged me into the lift. As the lift shut, she continued to hover close to me and smile as she now had the one arm hugging me. The dream ended there.

      Dream Trophies Achieved:
      - None

      Updated 01-31-2018 at 01:06 PM by 93119

      memorable , non-lucid , false awakening
    3. Dream guide or guardian?

      by , 01-31-2018 at 08:43 AM
      Was going on some kind of a trek (journey). Next I was talking to guy about them supplying avocado's to local shops I joked and said have you got a jungle or something to be able to compete with other sources, which made him glum so I spent rest of time trying to distract him.

      to be cont...

      This is the 2nd dream in a row where I have met a dark haired woman who was nice to me. Before the dream I had written an intention to meet my dream guide. We will see what happens in subsequent dreams.
    4. I Guess You Can borrow That; Return With Lucidity

      by , 01-31-2018 at 05:06 AM (The Fourth Factor)
      I am traveling in a foreign country, driving a car down a dirt road—although there’s a bit of a traffic jam at the moment, and nobody is actually moving except the pedestrians, who walk between the cars and on the side of the road. Two women wearing some kind of sari-like traditional dress walk past. I think about giving them a lift—something I wouldn’t ordinarily consider doing, but they seem particularly trustworthy somehow.

      At some point, I suddenly find that the car is full of people, and I’m in the backseat. The two people in the front seats are wearing police uniforms, and two or three other people are standing between the rows of seats. I ask a man in a white business-type shirt standing to my left if this is a police chase, and he confirms that it is. I have heard about this—of officers requisitioning vehicles so they can go after somebody who would otherwise escape them. I suppose that’s OK—not that I get any choice in the matter.

      The next thing I remember is walking through a public building, talking with the same man. He’s asking me questions. One is, essentially, whether I can take any time off work. I reply that I can’t. I’m working remotely even now, on this trip. He is concerned that I’m not recovering from something, which he seems to feel is my fault, and wants me to undergo a scan of some kind—he’s holding the equipment now, beside a machine there. This is a little exasperating, as I’m already pretty sure this has to do with some kind of control issue, which isn't exactly news. But what’s more troubling is the fact that he’s mentioning things that happened since the car chase, and I don’t remember anything between now and then. I try to determine how big of a memory gap I’m dealing with. Very shortly afterwards, I conclude that this is not something it’s possible to do without knowing what happened during that time. And at that point, I wake up.

      It’s an hour or so after that—after recording the dream and after listening to people being typically noisy atypically early downstairs—that my cell phone rings. Or vibrates, rather, since that’s the setting I keep it on. I’m annoyed since I was almost asleep, and this is such a good opportunity for having a lucid dream. If I ignore it and don’t move, it’ll stop soon enough. But it doesn’t stop after the normal number of rings, and so I finally give up on the dream and get up to shut it off. And that’s when I realize—this is a dream.

      This is the part where I figure out what to do, now that I have this opportunity. And right now, what I want to do is go back to the setting of the last dream and figure out what was going on there. I head over to the window and step onto the windowsill, disregarding the glass pane, which obligingly acts as though it didn’t exist.

      It is dark out, but the setting I see before me has nothing else in common with what I’d ordinarily see out my window. For one thing, it’s a long way down—the ledge where I’m perched isn’t as high as an airplane would fly, perhaps, but it can’t be that much closer to the earth. The landscape spread out before me is also unfamiliar, and remarkably strange. The ground is uniformly flat, with nothing but houses and trees as far as the eye can see. But every so often, there are tall, thin spires, each set of them closely grouped, apparently made of rock— like giant needles stuck into the earth. Their tips are about level with where I am—in other words, incredibly high—and they’re so disproportionate to the rest of the landscape that they look unnatural.

      Looks like I’ll be flying, then. But first—I will it to become daytime and wait for a little while. Nothing happens. Well, that was probably a little unrealistic, but it was worth a try. Anyway, I can see just fine, even with no discernible source of light: everything below me and in the distance is clear and crisply outlined. But seen with night-vision, it’s all dark blue, which will make it less interesting to fly over. (Later on, after waking up, I’ll recall that I intentionally enabled myself to see in the dark in a lucid dream a couple months ago—could it be that it was a lasting modification? That would be interesting.)

      I ready myself and launch outwards, extending a set of muscles I only have in dreams, when I choose to: wings. It’s a smooth glide for the most part. There isn’t much in the way of wind up here—as empty and still and silent as it is on the ground far below. Trees, houses, more trees, more houses, and the nearest set of spires, coming ever closer. It’s an odd feeling, being up here in this lonely place, poised and sharply aware and secure somehow.

      The next part is difficult to remember—I’m not exactly sure how I managed to find my way back to the building from the first dream, but it seemed to involve flying in a pattern around the spires—a little like dialing the combination of a lock, a little like grabbing the fabric of dream-space and twisting it in exactly the right way. But one way or another, I'm there. The building was full of people before, but now it is dark and empty. And a woman with brown skin and dark hair is standing beside me there—she will take me to the man I want to speak to.

      And that’s the point where it would be best to end this account, I think….


      Updated 01-31-2018 at 05:24 AM by 75857

      lucid , non-lucid , memorable
    5. January 30, 2018 Frags

      by , 01-31-2018 at 03:10 AM (Deep Inside The Lucid Dreamer's Subconscious)
      Note to self: write down dreams when you wake up so you don't forget them like an idiot throughout the day.

      One dream I was in my middle school, I think Kolby was there.

      Another dream I was at KC lakeview pool, there were a lot of people there working. I believe I was working too. It seemed to be early in the morning and the day progressed very quickly.

      Another dream I was trying to go to the beach with Moo and Owen but I was currently at home. I was debating whether or not I wanted to get back there. I think this might've been linked to the middle school dream in some way. We might've been drinking in the middle school, then came out onto the pool deck, and then I was at home with my Mom trying to go back to the middle school/beach/pool.
    6. August 18, 2015 (L)x2 | PKSparkxx, House, Red Car, Explosion

      by , 01-31-2018 at 02:50 AM (Fantastical Adventures)
      -1-Earth had to evacuate and find a new planet. Whatever the first found was, we got it. This was symbolized: My family and I were walking in a covered parking lot at night. My family represented the ship with a bunch of people on it, and a car represented a toxic, class-18 world. I was talking with my younger sister about how certain extreme planets would send us back to the stone age.
      [New Scene]
      I was playing Mario Kart online with PKSparkxx. I acknowledged this and opted to remain in the lobby. Next, I was in the same house as him, and apparently was my older sister's house. After streaming was done, I went to find our cats sleeping on a bunk bed: Snickers on the top, Blizzard on the bottom.
      -2(L)-I was in a merge between my old house and my grandparents' house. For example, there was no wall between the main kitchen and the computer room. There was also a chimney in the computer room. There was also a bed that I slept in. I decided to go back to “bed” to get an LD. I performed an I-WILD(WILD in a dream)—I materialized my phone non-lucid it was so easy. Suddenly, after I tried a few times to open them with my hands, but I could only see blurry things. Eventually, it stopped, and I could see again. No DCs were around this time. When I got out of bed and looked at my phone, it was already on a page containing a list of LD topics that it could provide help on. I saw shapeshifting on the list. Then, I put the phone away and looked outside to the W. The clouds over the hill looked pretty dark, and shortly after I noticed that, a funnel cloud appeared. [Skip] The non-rotating funnel-shape was over a neighbor's house. I didn’t hear much, so I broke the window. Nothing changed much. Next, I decided to roll along with the story to just enjoy being lucid after so long. A red supercar materialized around me. For some reason, I was driving on the right side of that uncomfortable thing. Anyway, I flew into the sky past some tall trees and forgot what happened right after that. [Skip] The car told me that I could drop and explode, causing me damage. I first said “Never mind.” But then I said, “You know what, do it. I’m invincible anyway.” I was thinking that it wouldn’t hurt one bit, and it didn’t. The car just exploded, throwing me onto the carpet. There was also a scene where I was writing in my dream journal.
      Lucid Time: 2-4 minutes
      lucid , non-lucid
    7. Cookie For Baby

      by , 01-30-2018 at 07:01 PM
      Had a dream where I was with kids reading picture books. Than all of a sudden there is a giant white book with a pic of a baby on it. Apparently it has the recipe for chocolate chip cookie specifically for baby’s. I than see a cute baby to the side and wave to him as I think about when to make the cookies.

      Updated 01-30-2018 at 08:16 PM by 67570

    8. Song Requests And a Channel About Music.

      by , 01-30-2018 at 03:50 PM (Random Awesomeness with Drop Therapy)
      I remember being in my second period class, where we had to play our favorite song. I remember my history teacher played a native american song of some kind, and some other people played different things. I forgot exactly what I played, but it had country and jazz influences, and the music video involved a cartoon chicken. I then went on a YouTube channel that talked about the history of rock and metal albums. I went on a video talking about a random Metallica album. The narrator was talking about what being in the band was like. He was talking about how James Hetfield is your best friend, and how Kirk Hammet teaches you how to connect that tube to the one over there, but that's just how you eat. Taking on the road eating to new lows. I also saw a video of another thrash metal band with the years 1986 - 3616 on the thumbnail.
      dream fragment , non-lucid
    9. Dream - Family Reunion & The Untreatable Blister

      by , 01-30-2018 at 11:33 AM
      Date of Dream: TUE 30 JAN - 2018

      Dream No. 272 - Separated Sections

      Dream 272 A - Family Reunion
      I don't remember what happened at the start of the dream. From where I do remember, I was shopping in Coles with my mum and grandma at Waverley Gardens shopping centre. As my mum was looking at some weird salt on the shelf, I felt an energy coming from outside the store, so I went to go and check it out. Although it was in the month of January, the Christmas decorations were still up and I remember the Christmas lights on the trees were an aqua-blue colour.

      So then, I turned around the other way and saw that it was my deceased grandfather approaching me. He was wearing the same blue jumper that I saw him wearing in one of the previous dreams. So I approached him and just quietly examined him this time. I rub my hands over his beard and I said to him, “It's clean!”, in a surprised tone. He then said to me, “No, it's a little greasy”. He told me how he had been reincarnated to live a second life in the exact same body. The dream only showed a short scene of him sitting on the couch at my current house and watching some TV.

      Soon, my mum must have caught on as she came rushing out of Coles. She was clambering to speak to him as well as telling me to go away because she wanted the conversation private and all to herself; but I wasn't going to abide to that because it was my dream, so I stood back to listen in. After my mum finished talking to him, she went back into Coles and so I spoke more to him.

      When I was finished, my deceased grandfather started to walk away. Only then, my grandma comes out of Coles and wants to talk to him as well. I'm panicking to her and I said something like “Oh no, I'm sorry! He's walking away... Oh dear”. I then said to myself while gritting my teeth to the ground, “I don't know what to do”. When I looked up, I could see Dreamy WB in the distance, standing right in front of Coles. She was smiling at me and then she prompted with gestures for me to call him.

      That's what I did. As he was just walking out of my sight, I yelled, “Wait, I'm not finished yet!”. He obviously heard me as he turned back and started walking towards me and grandma. As me and my grandma were talking to him, Dreamy WB was a bit closer, standing just next to the sushi shop and still smiling as she listened in on the conversation. After that was just a small scene in my current house where I wanted to tell my family about my previous dream but they didn't want to hear it. That's all I can remember about this dream.

      Dream 272 B - The Untreatable Blister
      I don't remember what happened at the start of the dream. From where I do remember, I was in some unknown parkland area when this random balloon was thrown at me really hard from out of nowhere. Eventually, this balloon transformed into a gigantic blister on one of my arms. I was freaking out because if I accidentally popped it; it would hurt to a ridiculous amount. I was vulnerable, so I couldn't do anything.

      I went to start the process of attempting to summon Dreamy WB. I walked around, just calling out her name like I usually do but after a lot of tries, there was no success. As I was still hobbling, I managed to climb onto the top of the truck where I really emphasized what I wanted. I said something “Please come and help me! I need ambulant treatment!”. Still, there was nothing and so I was really disappointed as well as griping in physical difficulty.

      The dream scene moved to being at my current house. I was with my mum in the kitchen when she was asking about that massive blister on my arm. I said to her something like “I would have been back quicker if I received help, I said I needed ambulant treatment but they still didn't come”. That's all I can remember about this dream.

      Dream Trophies Achieved:
      - He's Going To Hurt Me! (Talk to your deceased grandfather with Dreamy WB)

      Updated 01-31-2018 at 07:01 AM by 93119

      non-lucid , memorable
    10. January 29, 2018 Non-Lucid

      by , 01-30-2018 at 07:18 AM (Deep Inside The Lucid Dreamer's Subconscious)
      There was a before and after from this dream but it escapes me right now.

      I'm in a game. I think my sister Abbie is there. In the game, you enter a room from the ceiling, from some sort of portal. It seemed like a light in a way but at the same time you could see through to the other side of the portal. The object of the game is to enter the room, find the object in the room, touch it (or maybe destroy it), and then return to the portal. When I got into a room, I had several other camera angles on the corners of my vision which would hint from another angle where this object was. It was sort of like a 3D maze and I had to go through it to find the object. The gravity seemed a little bit like water without having to hold your breath (even though you don't really need to in a dream). I would find the object, go to it, touch it, and then there were other players in the room that would fly into the entrance portal with me into the next room. It was a cycle, at the end of each round we'd excitedly fly towards the entrance and into the next room.

      At some point, the portal drops me into this abandoned room. There's dressers and washer machines stacked up in the middle of this dirty room. A voice tells me that this round I have to find my way through. This scene is much dirtier than the other rounds. In the other rounds, the obstacles were crisp blue objects and the space was clear. This place seemed brown and toxic. And yep, here comes Pennywise the dancing clown again. He pops up from a washer machine in the back of the room. He starts to run at me, moving washer machines and dressers aside. He starts to grow larger and larger as he runs towards me, we zoom out of the house and I realize I'm on Owen's street. I'm not sure what happened next.
    11. numbers

      by , 01-29-2018 at 06:23 PM
      I had a dream I was interested in due to the vividness of the numbers at the end.

      On holiday it was our last day (dream sign). I was wearing a really bright pair of trousers (possibly yellow) and a checked brown shirt Oo. Standing outside a pub but not drinking, and a couple of women walked up to me and smiled then walked off,one had long black wavy hair. I went to follow them round the side of the building to a bathing area , with lots of pools of natural water. It was quite crowded and they were packing up their thing with the rest of their family so I felt embarrassed to intrude. When they finished I went up to them and they asked me for my phone number. One pulled out a silver phone that looked like the first model I ever got, it was very chunky. I pulled out a notepad to write down my number for them. I could clearly see the numbers I was etching onto the paper and they did not change as I checked them in the dream. They stood out vividly and it was my correct number. When I awoke I realised I had put down the wrong dialling code but otherwise it had been correct.

      Updated 01-29-2018 at 06:37 PM by 89275

      Tags: holiday
      non-lucid , memorable
    12. The Strangest Meat Ever

      by , 01-29-2018 at 03:34 PM (Random Awesomeness with Drop Therapy)
      I had this fragment after a failed WILD and MILD attempt. I was eating dinner with my family and a few friends, although it felt like breakfast. I was getting some salad, but then my grandma burst into a fit of rage and started to yell at me for no reason whatsoever. A friend of mine from school, who we'll call S, was microwaving this GIANT leg of meat. I couldn't tell you what it was even if I tried. I went over and asked if I could have some. He said yes and cut off a piece for me. the slice I had was a little smaller than my monitor, so about 8 inches. the middle of the piece that was given to me had this stiff layer of cartilage and the texture reminded me a little of breaded shrimp. I can't remember what it tasted like, but it was probably something like chicken mixed with fish. All I remember is that it tasted good. I also had Van Halen on the mind for some reason, probably because it was one of S's favorite bands.
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    13. August 13, 2015 | Gardevoir used Charm, TARDIS, Pluto

      by , 01-29-2018 at 03:09 AM (Fantastical Adventures)
      -1-Dad went to bed before finishing a crucial project required for a trip the next day. He was doing a parody of my sister and I because we were lazy and were “getting it done” by doing nothing. Also, the garage lights inside were all warm instead of white.
      -2-Ok, so I was in the woods on a trail. It was daytime in the woods, which had an unrealistic color to them—they looked like they had sunlight or something shining on them—there were no shadows anywhere. The woods themselves were covered in brush. There was a clean, blue pond about 30ft ahead on other trail. I ‘saw’ a Gardevoir. It looked nothing like one, but that didn’t matter, because my mind thought it was a Gardevoir, which it was. After I walk up to her, I kiss her right on the mouth. I had not intended to do this before seeing her, so there I was, seduced by a Pokemon.
      [New Scene]
      I was back at the old house again, doing unimportant stuff on a couch. Mom was on the computer and said, “[…]for baby Melissa!” At first, I was thinking, (Who) the f*** is Melissa? Suddenly, I realized that I had mated with that Gardevoir. Wat.
      -3-Mom and I, at an old house, watched the trailer for the Doctor Who series 9 finale. I don’t remember the single-word name. This coming episode was a take on Little Red Riding Hood. The TARDIS had a cushioned wall next to the front door. The Doctor pressed four buttons in this way: [E->S->W->N] Once the last (top) button was pressed, the neon EXIT sign lit up, and the TARDIS door opened. Once he was outside, the camera views him from a low angle to his right. The Doctor here had a wolf costume on. He then sighed and had a ‘gotta do this’ look on his face.
      -4-I was on this space ship with my sister and someone from the future. Every panel was lightly colored, and mostly white. This guy showed us ugly aliens that looked like humans. He said that they were from Uranus. I went *badum tss*. The guy was like, “Huh?” and I said that I thought it was funny because they were from Uranus and they were ugly.
      [New Scene]
      Apparently Grandpa was counting the number of people around—23. Suddenly, my sister and I were teleported to Pluto, which had snow on it. The landscape and the ground had a blue tint. There was zero atmosphere, even though we were breathing it. With the temperature quickly dropping, we were desperate to get on the tiny ship nearby. First, I tried what looked like a small vent that I couldn’t fit through. Then, I found the rock pit, enclosed with zipped plastic. My sister and I quickly unzipped it, jumped in and zipped it back up. I said, “Good, we’ll cool down slower in here. Make sure you zip both layers up.”
    14. Reflections

      by , 01-28-2018 at 10:12 PM
      Jan 23

      I find myself in my childhood school yard with high awareness. The scene is quite dark, but I nevertheless take the time to inspect in detail all of the dream characters that surround me. While some of them look quite ugly or even menacing, I live out the realization that all these people are just a reflection of my mind, they are all me. I spend some time happily shouting this and engaging the DCs.

      A bit later, I recall I was planning to do the task of the month (basic ii). A wave of urgency hits me as I remember the month is drawing to end, and also the dream may be over quite soon too. As I walk down the street, I follow the plan in case I found myself outdoors, to look for a mirror on a nearby car.

      The dream scene is quite dark, but I am still able to locate a car and move closer to examine my reflection. The image looks a bit smaller than it would in real life, so I lean even closer. I don't look quite like myself initially. The effect seems more like a dream quality issue - the image is quite distorted, although, as the mirror is slightly curved, one would actually expect it to be.

      After gazing into the reflection for a while, it starts to resemble me more. My hair is a bit wavy though. Overall, the dream reflection is quite happy. I finally get to the task of making my hair longer, although this proves more challenging than expected. I try to will my hair to become longer, but dream control's not quite working. I then decide to take things into my own hands, literally, and gently pull my hair down to stretch it. This seems to do the trick and it increases in length. I enjoy the completion of the task for a brief moment, waking up shortly afterwards.
    15. Howling Iguana/Lizard

      by , 01-28-2018 at 05:47 PM
      There was a iguana/Lizard that was green and orange in the yard. I didn't know if it was poison but I called my bro to come and see it. He didnt come though so I went to the living room to find him. I ended up seeing the animal on the floor near the door entrance now. It began to make a sweet howling sound almost like a orca whale(I think) sounds when calling its friends. I thought it wanted to go out so I told it not to worry and picked it up slowly so I wouldn't drop it. Woke up after that.

      Updated 01-30-2018 at 08:06 PM by 67570

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