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Last night my dream was actually a bit unsettling. In it, I watched as an utility pole came undone outside my house and landed on top of Karen Carpenter...yes, that Karen Carpenter. I was unable to move as poor Karen was electrocuted. She even blew apart into separate parts, right in the middle of the road.

I ran to my grandma's house and started freaking out. My whole family was there, but no one seemed upset that a 70s legend was lying dead and mutilated in the street. I looked outside to check on her. Her brother (I think his name is Richard?) was by her body, sobbing. It was heartwrenching, man.

I've noticed that a new recurring theme in my dreams has been people not hearing me or not caring when something happens that I consider important. I'm not sure if or how this applies to my waking life, but it's interesting to notice.

A few nights ago, I was able to remember two separate dreams I had in one night, separated by a sort of mini-dream, like an intermission. It was neat.

The first dream involved some sort of scavenger hunt with my friends. We got lost in an indoor pool area...somehow.

Then my dream shifted immediately to my friends and I listening to music, and my friends aren't able to remember the title or singer of the song we were hearing. It was "Forever and Ever Amen" by Randy Travis, and I told them that, but they didn't believe me.

This somehow segued into another dream. I opened a door and was in a movie theater with just my friends. We watched a really miserable movie about a construction worker and his pickup truck, and it was so bad we started yelling and making fun of it. Basically we made our own Mystery Science Theater 3000.

Oh, and I recalled a dream I had during a power-nap at work: It wasn't much, but in my dream I was a child standing in the middle of a country road wit a group of other children. there was a loud deep voice coming from somewhere (maybe the sky?) saying "I'm warning you..." over and over again. We were all a bit scared.

A lot of interesting dreams lately.

Okay, subconscious. I get it. There's something important in my life pertaining to academics and/or college. Thank you. Can I have a new theme to my dreams please?

Well, in this particular dream, I was in a class being taught by my real-life boss. She seemed nervous, but got confident as she spoke. Afterward, other people in the class (they were a mix of real-life college and high school friends) talk about how they want to drop her class. I try to convince them not to, but I considered changing one of my classes to "Advanced Powerpoint". Weird, right? I apparently really wanted to learn about Powerpoint presentations.

I'm in the student union with my friends grabbing something to eat, when this guy who looks a lot like Orlando Bloom comes up to me and starts chatting me up. He asks me to pick out dice of a certain color. He wanted to use them at a friend's wedding for some reason, and couldn't decide on a color. He only had two dice in his hand, but they kept changing color. It was really cool. I chose a really surreal deep mauve sort of color. Then we flirted for a bit. Aw yeah.

Man, I hope my dreams start getting more interesting. Maybe the problem is how I'm going to sleep really late and surfing the web right before I go to bed. I need to change that.

Okay, subconscious. I get it. There's something important in my life pertaining to academics and/or college. Thank you. Can I have a new theme to my dreams please?

Well, in this particular dream, I was .in a class being taught by my real-life boss. She seemed nervous, but got confident as she spoke. Afterward, other people in the class (they were a mix of real-life college and high school friends) talk about how they want to drop her class. I try to convince them not to, but I considered changing one of my classes to "Advanced Powerpoint". Weird, right? I apparently really wanted to learn about Powerpoint presentations.

I'm in the student union with my friends grabbing something to eat, when this