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Last night before bed there was an annoying motor in the neighbors yard. Eventually it went off around 9 but by that time I was so agitated because I'd already been trying to sleep. And it was torture. So I had a crap night of dreams and a crap night of sleep. I hate the world.

(ZZZ)

Round 1 of dreams. I remember something with S S and his dad, J S, and walking around a store. Something with some shelves. Something with a house in a neighborhood. Vague.

In one scene someone was chasing us. I remember they were behind a fence. And it showed them seeing P S's face in a scope. I had long hair and was following someone in the woods, talking with them.

RBFA. I might have woke up once before that and thought of some dreams but went back to sleep.

(ZZZ)

Round 2 of dreams.

I remember dreaming that there was another building near the A C A meeting in H. However it was laid out with more like city buildings than the actual town. I had found some kind of library or day time community center to hang out at. It reminded me of something in another dream where I went in and joined the people. Anyone could come join, there wasn't too much rigidity around membership.

I remember a library or computer lab part. Then I was sitting with some people at some tables. One table had all guys in camoflauge suits, like that was the "military" group. One "military" guy was standing up telling everyone about "morals". I realized that the "military" guys were just a bunch of control freaks and what they called "moral" was really just arbitrary, or the way they preferred other people to act. But, they would enforce it with military force. So I was considering leaving. I didn't want to speak up just yet in case I could enjoy a different group in the building.

They started to say how a child should be beaten for not following their rules. Now it had gone too far. I was going to speak up that that's wrong, but another guy did. But then someone next to him said, "Yeah, beat him!" I got up and looked at the military guy who was standing up. I gave him a look like, 'This is totally wrong.' And left without saying anything. While I was in the stair well, I considered speaking out next time... Even if it got me kicked out of the place. I realized its more important to speak out, even if I become alienated, than to "silently enable" wrong crap to continue happening.

However, I also realized I could identify with wanting someone to be punished. However, I don't want children to be punished. I want the damn smokers to be punished!!! So I did realize there was that identification there as I walked away.

When I got down stairs I helped a guy named "Kevin" bus the tables. It was nice to be involved, and doing something, but without the constraints of a formal job. "Kevin" and I talked as we bussed the tables. He offered me a 100-point card to play the games there. I wouldn't accept it because I didn't want our friendship to be based on me expecting that from him. I just wanted to be friends. He insisted but I insisted more in turn and so he kept the card.

There was another guy there who asked where I was from. I told him I was from the meeting accross the road and found the place during the day. He seemed okay with it.

There was another part where there was a dance at the community center. There was a woman who was named "Food-O-Saurus" and she was extremely obese. She had been my date the previous year. The dance was coming around this year and I wondered if I should ask her to be my date again. I didn't want to because... I guess I wanted to be with someone who was more in shape? (Trying to say that in a nice way.) But I felt kind of bad for not asking her.

RBFA.

(ZZZ)

Round 3 of dreams.

The first part I remember is driving around the streets of some city place. F D, my uncle's friend, was smoking a cigarette. I saw the smoke all over the place. My car windows were up though. I waved to him and didn't have a lot of anger come up. But I wanted to find a parking spot.

I was afraid that his smoke would permeate the whole parking lot. There was a spot right up front near the handicap spot that I tried to back into. The people in the spot next to that one were getting in or out of their car. I tried to back in.

Eventually I got into the building. It was another community center kind of place. in one room, B Z was teaching a kid how to make music for free using audio software. Instrumentals and stuff like that. I paid attention too, hoping to learn something. I remember looking through some file folders. I figured I would tell M about what I learned, since he made songs too.

Then there were some bags of spinach. On the spinach bags there were quotes about something related to hating smokers. I remember putting the spinach from one bag into a blender but some kept falling on the floor. I couldn't tell how it was falling. But it was mainly because it was a dream.

Then the kid was telling B Z about how Stephen Colbert would take over the world. He had these shoulder harness things with spikes on them. Then it showed a dance performance. The woman was wearing something like that. She levitated into the guys arms some how. Or just levitated her legs. The guy was crying tears of amazement at her dancing skills. I remember seeing their faces. I remember the woman had some kind of wire going around her body. Maybe connecting to the shoulder pads.

There was some kind of phone logo that went by in the sky. It said a, t, t or something like that. With a black background, and red and white lettering. Lots of people were in the crowd.

I recalled those.

I got up around 6 to make the outline of those dream journal entries. Thinking I'd be able to sleep again if I cleared my head. But, I didn't sleep again.