Sleeping Fox

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So I was at a large concert like gathering with my now girlfriend and another girl whom my brain perceived as her ex though I've never actually seen her before. I guess just how my mind imagined her to be. There was a group of people on stage and while they weren't singing they were talking to the crowd and getting us all excited. They were asking people random questions and just doing random things to engage everybody and often times they would single out audience members for one reason or another. I didn't think much of it at the time, but my girlfriend and her ex were sitting rather close to each other while I was at least three people away from both of them (significance maybe?), yet I didn't feel immediately jealous or left out in anyway.

Normally I'm a very shy person in large crowds and I mostly tried to keep to myself only interacting with the rest of the crowd when the performers singled me out for something. Yet as the night went on I became more and more open until I was shouting things out of turn. At one point they threw a large deflated thing that looked like a mini hot air balloon into the crowd. They tossed me something to blow it up with and rather then feeling anxious and nervous at being on the spot I was actually excited. I started to blow it up, but the thing slipped away from me and went zooming into the crowd. Rather then being embarrassed I made a witty remark about it and got the entire crowd laughing. I remember being so proud that I was breaking out of my shell and I turned to look at my girlfriend who was busy talking to her ex and the two of them were laughing. She had missed the entire thing and was completely ignoring me. This was the first point in the dream that I started to feel jealous. I closed the gap and tried to talk to her, but her and her ex just ignored me like I wasn't even there and continued their own conversation as they watched the group perform. I woke up feeling angry that she had completely ignored all the wonderful social progress I had made in favor of goofing around with her ex.

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Ugh I have the most horrible time remembering dreams when they're not full blown nightmares. Need to work on that, especially considering my last one was rather pleasant up until the the end. Oh well I'll write down everything I can recall, which isn't much.

I know that I was in a strange house with a group of people that I knew in the dream, but have no memory of ever meeting in the waking world. I was in an attic that was nothing more then the wooden skeleton of the house. No carpet, or color on the walls. There were boxes packed with stuff shoved off to the side and it was really bright. Much brighter then an attack should have been though i don't remember seeing any lights. It was almost like it was natural sunlight though there were no windows.

I was running. I think it was some sort of race that I was determined to win. So determined that when my cat Dahlia stepped out in front of me I didn't bother to stop. I simply jumped to try and jump over her, but I failed and ended up stomping on her. At first I didn't feel bad about it until I stopped to pick her up and look her over. She was badly hurt with scratches on her chin and face, but the worst of it was her front leg. The skin and muscle had been completely torn away leaving bloody exposed bone. The skin was just dangling from her with her entire paw hanging off of it. She wasn't acting like she was in any pain, but just had this really angry pissed off look, though deep down I knew that she was dying. I was so upset that I actually ended up waking up from it.

I then proceeded to hunt down my cat and snuggle with her under the covers for the rest of the night, much to her annoyance.

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