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6am Dream made of bits like a collarge.

Walking home to where I really live in physical world. When I arrive home both sides of my place are being demolished. My place is safe but getting to it, this yellow metal arm is playing with me by coming down around me and in front of me. I wonder if a person is controlling it or if it is a mindless automation. I hope it has senses and don't crush me. Then it just comes to rest so I get past it to my place.

Inside my place is ten times bigger than it looked from the outside.

It looks like a warehouse.

My landlady asks me if I want any of the wooden curtain rails or table or bed parts that are being taken away to be recycled.

A guy wands a specific type of bed. Bedbase is leaned on something at about a 90 degree angle. I try it out. I lay it the wire Bedbase. It is interesting.

Oh, somewhere in the dream collarge I'm taking frozen food out of an old fridge. Seems there is a new fridge some where for the frozen to go.