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11-13-2013 -- [Doing all the stuff that is supposed to lead to better dream recall, and things are only getting worse. Only one dream on the 11th, none on the 12th, and then only one, choppy and all over the place on the 13th. I just don't get my body. Oh well.] I think it is Halloween. I am at a house somewhere that I cannot specifically equate with any that I have ever lived in or recognize. I seem to be kind of visiting. The 'family' seems to be a blend of various people I know who, several do not know each other.

I think I am trying to get close to V or LR, but they are all over the place. There seem to be trick-or-treaters around, though they are not wearing costumes. At some point I see a small boy (probably 4 or 5) outside with short-but-extremely-curly red hair, but he is just wandering around. There is a sort of a wall of junk, and another kid seems to be crawling around that, but there is something wrong with him, and he is piling up books around him. (That's not the part that is wrong.) One of the young women says they have had a vision or something of him planting a bomb, and we have to go out and check on it.

We do find the bomb, which is this strange contraption that looks almost like a figure, sitting in a car about the right size to hold Barbies or action figures, with a small yellow teddy bear as a driver. They have asked me to take care of the bomb, and I am really nervous about it, and am afraid I am going to blow myself up or that the kid will see me, and trigger the bomb. So to avoid being seen by the kid too early, I have to do everything by mind power. I concentrate on the car, and it moves (kind of jerkily) about a foot, to where I have a better view of it, then I switch places of the bear and the device (for what reason, I don't know), and finally I launch the toy car through the air at high speed (think Turbo Boost on Knightrider) about 30 feet through the air and land it in a lake near the house, at which point it explodes, but is far enough away it does no harm.

The little kid who caused this is having a melt-down, and is screaming and crying about how whatever evil that was controlling him is going to be so mad at him, and I gather him in my arms and hug him and comfort him, and tell him that we'll try to protect him, and things will be OK, and all the women in the house are like "Aaaaaawwwwwww," and begin to appreciate me more. We all move back into the house, and soon the mom of the family gets home, and it turns out to be CL. This is the first time I have dreamed of her, and she is rather beautiful.

Seems I am staying the night here, and I end up sleeping in a bed for a bit, then get up and start to take a shower, but forget to completely shut or lock the bathroom door, and at one point the door opens, and I hope one of the ladies is going to end up joining me in the shower, but nobody does. Eventually we end up talking in the living room for a while, and CL ends up revealing she has just done a clown gig or something (though afaik she has never been a clown in real life). We're discussing this in the living room, and she pops to the kitchen to get something for a few moments, and somehow is on a strange sort of spring-like fold-up thing that extends far enough to reach the kitchen, but is almost at its maximum length at that point. I ask about it, and they explain it has something to do with measuring distance. Whatever.

She is wearing a robe, and seemingly only a robe, and at one point it slips open a bit, and I catch a nice glimpse of a very nice boob that is about as wonderful as I imagined, though that is the extent of the nudity in the dream. Anyway, we are soon in the side yard, walking down a hill to a sort of picnic setting with lots of other relatives, talking about different kinds of food and things. [Nothing too interesting in the whole thing, except for the short bit with the bomb in the toy car.]