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Woke up this morning without much dream recall, but I smoked some weed and ate junk food last night so that was no surprise. I only really remember an image of an ex-girlfriend (A. A), and drinking a soft drink that felt highly refreshing. In the afternoon I had a nap which included a small dream.

V. was in a rush to catch a bus to Coventry, and I was with her. The weird thing was, I knew that I wasn’t there – I was trying to get to Leicester from somewhere, and was a part of her bus journey somehow. It was like I was a fly on the wall following her getting her bus, and she was late. She arrived almost at the stop when she looked around the corner and said “Double Decker Bus!” and quickly made a run for a nearby bus stop – the bus stopped within plenty of time, and she got on. It was almost as if she was narrating her journey, like she was in a film or something.

There were some girls gossiping on the bus, including one I have recently seen on Tinder. They were laughing about a lady’s name, it was a random name like “Tina Jacketson” or something. Perhaps I was with Vicki after all, because not long after this, I was sat down with her standing on my lap somehow, looking for something. She looked down at me at one point and apologized for standing on me, which I said was no problem.

I had a few thoughts that I hadn’t even considered where I was going or how to get to my city – I was just aimlessly following Vicki, which could be some sort of symbolism of what I’ve been doing for the last year.