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2-10-11 -- I'm in a house where I have rented a room and am living. I can't say it is any particular real house that I've lived in. My landlord Rosemary is there, and so are her grand kids. My room is a mess, a real disaster (unfortunately it frequently is in real life ... I'm afraid I'm a bit of a slob), and I am thinking about cleaning it up. I remember I just cleaned the other one, and it didn't really take me all that long. [Just cleaned my room in real life about a week ago, and it only took me maybe an hour or so an evening for two evenings, which is the 'other one' I was remembering.]

There are lots of kids running around, and I don't know how I realize it, but I suddenly realize I am dreaming. I'm standing outside with a bunch of the kids, and suddenly I look at one of them (one of Rosemary's grand kids, I think) and ask him if he wants to make a bet. He says OK. I'm thinking he probably ought to wait until I tell him what the bet is, before agreeing.

I bet him that I can walk through one of the walls, and all the kids are saying "no way!" The problem isn't walking through the wall, which I know I can do, since I am dreaming ... the problem is that I can't find a wall to walk through. For some reason, the house seems to be almost entirely windows. I finally decide to try it in the kitchen. While there is a window, it only starts at about four feet, below that there is a wall. Of course, since it is in the kitchen, it means I am going to have to walk through a cabinet, as well.

I walk up to the wall and stick my hand out. I'm moving very slowly at first, because I want to push through the window, not break it. So slowly I sink my hand through the window, and keep pushing until I move the rest of my body through the window, the wall, and the cabinet.

The kids are going nuts, saying "That's amazing!" "How did you do that?" and the like. I tell them "This is a dream. I can do almost anything I can imagine. I can walk through walls, I can fly ... there are no consequences to anything I do!" The kids think that is rather neat. The two drop-dead gorgeous red heads who walk up to it think it is more than neat. They start stripping down, and we all climb into my bed.

Being as it is a dream, and I know it is a dream, my landlord sees us, but doesn't care. Unfortunately, as soon as we make it into the bed, I wake up. Still a very fun dream, though.