(NIGHT OF) 29-12-20 Dream Gods 1) 3 dream gods have broken free and are about to tear up the town by manifesting anything and everything! I'm part of a group of people looking out into a kind of large open square, where these 'gods' are looming above us, they are HUGE - 50X the size of a person. The group I am with - we are kind of super heroes (or something) and have been sent to sort this mess out. It's very busy, a reporter is nearby capturing all of this on camera with her crew. I am told to help create a trap, there are 3 bears nearby and it is my job (with two other people) to get the bears to chase us and use the bears to attack the dream gods. The bears are someplace nearby in this suburban area. We walk a couple of blocks, I wonder if the two dreamers with me know that this is a dream or if they think it is real (I don't think of finding @stranger at this point as I am too involved in the narrative of the dream) , I'm not sure who the other two dreamers are/can't recall. At some point I find myself with a small child on my shoulder, she is a tiny little girl - very cute, but very young. At first we can't find the bears. but then we hear them from around the corner and I can already tell that they are giving chase. We start to run - fast, I forget that the little girl is on my shoulders and wonder if she may have fallen off (which scares me) but no.. I can feel her legs and I grab them tight as we run and lead the bears to the dream gods. We then stand off to one side and let the other dreamers fight the dream gods (urghh... we seem to have been given minor roles) and then I discuss with my wife about adopting this little girl as I don't know where her parents are. Street party (part 1) 2) I'm in a large shopping center/mall, it's late at night, just one empty space where a shop used to be is open. A kind of party is taking place here - I've been invited by a mate. When I arrive a band is just wrapping up, it's old school rock or grunge playing, I see punks and goths around, it's kind of dirty, people are smoking and drinking. It's nice. I see my mate Lee and go to join him, sitting with his back against the wall. I tell him that it's good to see him. I see a couple of guys race some RV cars around the empty shop floor, they take a tight turn around a row of empty shelves and nearly topple over. I laugh. Lee offers me a last drag on his cigarette, I thank him and take it - but it's all wet at the butt - I pretend to take a drag and then stub it out on the floor. Street party (part 2) 3) Back with the same guys, this dream happened after some other dreams (that I can't recall) It's still dark, but we are outside, in a suburban area hanging around a disused lot - just a bit of grass between houses tucked away and dimly lit by the street lamps. We are crouched and standing around chatting, one of the guys is goofing around in front of us, where it's a little darker and we can't see as much. I see some movement around him and we call out that he should be careful. First a couple of dogs move around, and then I see an Iguana - then some other animals, and rats. He finally see these creatures and agrees that he should follow our advice and come into the light. We move into the street area, music is playing, I'm chatting to Lee - and I see another guy, he has a shaved head. He gives me this knowing nod, I KNOW him - but from where? I can't quite place his face... not sure what he is doing in this dream. I put my hands through my long hair, I feel good, I'm older now - we are all older, but it doesn't matter, I wonder if my receding hairline shows as much with long hair. Then I wonder about that, no, I have short hair now, this is a dream (but again, I just follow the narrative of the dream) I hear a new track start playing, I think it's the start of a Nirvana song.. but no, I'm wrong, this is just another very generic modern rock type of song. The guy with the shaved head seems to enjoy it though and start miming the drumming to the song as it plays.
(night of) 17-12-20 Future problems 1) **time missing** I'm shooting down a small interior pipe , it's sort of suctioning me in and then blows me out into a small apartment. It seems to be the door to the apartment. A lady, who has been helping me comes behind me and show me around the place. The front room, which is linked to a bathroom, kitchen and bedroom. The lady tells me I'll be safe here, she tells me she needs to get back to work before anybody notices and shoots back up the fireplace door pipe. now I am on my own, I wander from room to room wondering what I am gonna do. It feels like a 1950's idea of what a house in the future may look like. The rooms are kind of vacuum formed, so that where the floor meets the ceiling it has a gentle curve. I go over to the 'door' area and look at it for a bit, I look inside and prod the surrounding then I head back to the bathroom and go to the toilet, after I'm finished I flush the toilet and an alarm sounds off - I have no idea what is happening but where the 'door' is suddenly water start spurting out everywhere, it falls down and floods the whole apartment. The lady comes back at that moment landing in water up to her ankles - I try to tell her I don't have any idea what had happened - I just 'looked' at the exit. She tells me I need to go (clearly thinking I broke this) I thank her for the time I spent here, and for the time before - recalling now that she 'saved' me and a woman I was with from inside an old tavern, this is twice I owed her now. I ask her how much would cover all damages and help and she tells me '50' It doesn't sound much - but then I don't know what the currency is (even though I have it) I give it to her and wake.
(night of) 16-12-20 Future Earth 1) Early night (3:04 - 3:21) I'm part of a team of people, sent to fix things, the Earth is dying. I am standing on the Earth, the perspective is strange - even though I am just regular sized and so is the Earth, I cover continents just standing here, both of my feet stand on the northern Hemisphere, I'm pulling something, it's like a rope attached to the land. I'm pulling to make it all ok. We are now being told that we will be put to sleep until they need us. 100 years go by and we are awoken, it feels just a few seconds, I wonder what I have dreamed in the time I was asleep . I wonder about reality and how it works, what is real and what is false Recurring mess (recurring themes in dream: theme park, not getting food, being late for the train) 2) I'm in a theme park, though it's all based inside a giant interior. It's a series of rooms and corridors until you exit. Me and my wife are waiting for the kids to finish on a ride - so we decide to get a dessert before the park closes. the lady that serves us is super nice and tells us she will come right over with our desserts shortly. We wait and wait, and I wonder what's taking the lady so long. I go to ask but there must have been a change in the shift as there are all new people now. Doesn't look like we will get our yummy desserts after all, AND we are gonna be late for the train.. damn
(night of) 15-12-20 Pre-sleep meditation: after meditating I close my eyes and try to stay focused, aware, I see something in front of me - actually I see THROUGH my eyelids , or do I have my eyes open? I'm confused, I open my eyes and I see what is really there (my bedroom) Lucid attempt 1 (don't close your eyes in a dream) 1) Walking through a forest, I do a little look around, I'm a little confused - how did I get here? I woke up in my house - my step father was near by... no, this either did not happen or was just a back story in the dream, I recall what I was really doing - I just did a WBTB , I'm lucid now. But.... everything is wavering, nothing is solid, I've not slept well tonight and this is just a continuation of it. (also I always seem to get unstable when I become lucid) I stop. Take time to pause. I close my eyes..... BIG mistake! fuck, I feel myself waking up. I start running, feeling my feet touch the ground, grabbing out in all directions to get the dream back. I feel I am in an apartment store now, men's clothing. It's too dim to see details so I reach out and take a shirt off of the rack and bite down on it. It doesn't taste of much - but it's enough to solidify me into the dream. Now I am on a street corner, people are everywhere, I see some cars down the street, they are kind of glitching out, flying in loops off of the road and into the air. I pull myself from this distraction, think about my dream goals, but I'm pulled off again, waking, I can't hold the dream... Lucid 2 (don't travel by forced flight) 2) I'm walking down a corridor, looks like a university corridor. The walls are kind of drab, classrooms left and right. I realize I am dreaming, This pretty lady approaches me and smiles, I kiss her. I'm getting pretty into it then realize I need to snap out of it and focus! I walk out of the building, wanting to achieve my dream goal and find someone from my dream group. But I feel the dream is slipping again. Fuck. I see this swimming pool and I think - nice - I ll sit in there, feel the water around me and just focus on the dream surrounding me so I can get stabilized! I jump into the swimming pool and... WOAH!! it's freaking freezing. I kind of do a little yelping sound. I was NOT expecting that. It sends a cold shock to everywhere on my body. I gently lower myself into the swimming pool again and sit there for a couple of minutes just clearing my mind and focusing on everything around me. It feels better, more stable (yes!) So I stand up and call for '7', I try to draw her symbol on my hand, then I shout for her to come, I get a little impatient -where the heck is she? I think I see her in the distance. 'come on 7! what are you doing?' Now I am walking down the street, my second option - to get transported directly to the dream tree! I put my finger to my ear to turn on the 'comms' and speak directly to '7' 'Can you transport me directly to the dream tree ship?' I ask her 'but don't teleport! that just wakes me up , fly me there please!' I have to say this a few times until finally I hear static and some distant voice. That's good enough for me! I stand there , in the middle of the street waiting to be flown upwards. A gang of thugs are walking toward me now, they are shouting, asking why I am just standing there like an A-hole? Come on 7... what the hell.... Suddenly I am lifted off of the ground, I'm floating, it's slow to start off with but then I am shooting super fast, I zoom past some kids who are travelling in a kind of sphere like blue and red craft. I'm trying to keep my eyes open for the dream tree - it's gotta be around here somewhere? But then I realize it's not, it's deep in space because I'm going even faster now - it's so fast I can feel my stomach in my throat, the g-force of the travel is making the whole experience so intense, that I can feel EVERYTHING (much more intense than a roller coaster) , I'm just shooting through the sky, above the atmosphere shouting 'fuck, fuck... fuck... fuckkkkkkkkk' seeing the ground below me getting smaller and smaller, but I can't hold on, these intense feelings, I can't and I wake before I see the ship (damn!)
(night of) 14-12-20 1) (from 3:24-3:46) Dream Fragment - setting up Christmas tree lights, but using for something else 3) (from 5:49 to 6:06) Dream fragment - looking after a friend's niece for the day School in a temple? 2) (from 7:31 - 7:42) I'm sitting in a classroom, looks like a classroom I attended when I went to school. The teacher, a young looking lady, is way up the front while I am sitting near the back. There is talk and chatter in the classroom that she has a student's white sweater. I'm not even sure if the teacher knows she has it - but I can see it draped over the back of her chair. I lean over to the student in front (it Gemma, a girl I went to school with) and joke with her about maybe everyone can make a big fuss about the teacher stealing the sweater? Gemma does not reply, instead she is staring forward. I sit back down and realize everyone is quiet and listening to the teacher. The teacher is writing some things down in English on the blackboard, I copy it down into my book. THis is not that difficult, I can do this... What am I writing? I don't understand it, not in any kind of context. But it doesn't matter, I just need to copy. I think? We stop to take a break, I walk out of the classroom and into what looks like the interior or a church or a temple. The huge tall walls are made of blocks of sand stone, with giant windows that reach the high ceiling. I see kids running close to the edge, and I get scared that that they will fall - but forget there are windows. Outside the waves of the sea crash against the large windows. Across I see an even higher tower/temple, perched on a mountain top, I wonder who is living there? and how do they get to the temple? I notice there is a kind of pattern on each window, like stain glass, moons on one, stars on another - but then realize these are actually forms that are moving over the window rather than painted on. I see a bar area and go to the far side of the temple, where it is a little darker, and find a table. I see my teacher, a pretty lady with dark hair, she is chatting to some colleagues. I sit down at the table and feel this would be a good time to ask her about the sweater...
(night of) 13-12-20 Trying new techniques for dream recall - I'm putting my recall in a kind of 'memory palace' made especially for dreams (though only what I recall while waking between dreams so I don't have to write them) The machine 1) **time missing** (from between 2am to 3:13) I am taking a walk outside of the hotel we are staying at. Me and Matt find an empty sort of abandoned road - though also reminds me of a railway track (though I can see no actual tracks) I spot two two woman standing on the path, they look like twins from behind, both dressed the same way in a kind of white apron over a blue dress, blonde hair in plaits. They are working on maintaining this machine (that seems to reside mostly underground) twiddling knobs and turning screws. We watch them from behind, wondering what they are doing. I see another part of machinery a little closer to us, it is two large discs that are partially underground, they were not spinning, but you could tell that this is what they were designed for (like cogs) they were sticky, lubricated, but full of dust and dirt - so I give it a little clean with my hands until it shines again. An old guy standing nearby - happy that I am cleaning his machine free of charge - tells me I can carry on cleaning the rest of it if I like. I kind of do a laugh that says 'nice joke!' and get back to Matt. We can see the woman's faces now, they are pretty. I decide to go up to one and ask her out, one is a little prettier than the other so I ask her. She tells me, no, she is not interested. Crest fallen I go back to Matt - but I see he is already talking to the other lady, his approach is a lot less direct, and the result is the lady is a lot more eager, I see actually that this second woman IS the prettier one now. Matt asks me how it went and I tell him how I was shot down. I wonder about how I look, compared to him, we seem quite similar in features, was it his personality or looks? I wonder Whoop! 2) Dream Fragment (between 5:06 - 5:30 approx): putting together musical version of an advent calendar, each day you would get a different soundtrack. At the moment I am putting old school hip hop, and 'whoop - the Adams family' somehow makes it into the mix (and I have it in my head when waking up Dog poo 3) (between 5:30 and 5:55) Back in the UK, my neighbor is building something fancy and fantastic in their garden, our fence between us no longer exists so he (and his wife) are walking down the garden placing down decking and structures for whatever they are working on. In my (side) of the garden there are huge piles of dog poo that I have not cleaned up, so big that they are like small hills. I feel awkward and rush to get the poo out of their way as they continue planning and putting down foundations (for a small wooden castle I think) and with the wheel barrow I drop the piles of dog poo off at the top of the garden
(night of) 12-12-20 Focusing on Moonage daydream (shared dream attempt) (early night) 1) (from around 1:24 - 1:44) This is a deep deep dream. Feels like a memory wrapped inside a memory. I am with another dreamer, somebody from my the dreaming group - either @Becky#4927 or @Hilary#0856 - we are messing around, having fun - possibly dancing? I'm unsure Small realities 2) (from around 2:58 - 3:29) I'm in a top secret laboratory - underground. The halls and rooms are made of thick steel. A scientist and his team are working hard at creating new realities. They are making them into existence, along with space, time, planets, beings and life - everything - but then having to collapse them because they are not stable enough to hold. Just before the collapse of the latest reality a couple of beings (kind of space aliens with strange forms and equipment) manage to escape and jump into the larger reality of the scientist. They are tiny compared to the scientist. They are now trapped in the secure room - nowhere to escape, they look around desperately before they are caught and wiped out. Strange eyes 3) ( from 5:17 to 5:46) I'm in the city (feels like New York) walking through a sandwich bar that is on the side of a busy road, I bump into a lady - she has this red shawl draped around her head and shoulders, and past another man. This other man - his face does not look 'finished' , it's roughly painted, feels like his features, and eyes in particular were painted by a child. This creeps the lady out. We offer to give her a lift in our red convertible car. She agrees. **time missing** The lady in red has moved into a new apartment block, in the hallway on her way to her room she bumps into the man with the strange features again forgetting my dream goal! (lucid) 4) (from 7:09 - 7:30) I'm at Stevie's house, I'm talking to him about course work which is now due in. I look through my notes and it's all a total mess, nothing makes sense. I think this was the course fault though - everything was not very organised. I ask Stevie if I can look through his notes, and he hands me this impressive binder. Inside the binder all course work it carefully and completely ordered. It looks like I am actually in the minority,. This feels awful - I m gonna fail this thing for sure. I realize the time and run out of the door - into the busy streets of London. I can't find a bus to catch and run down a bridge (crossing the Thames) I see a bus in the distance, which has stopped at the traffic lights and force the doors open and - for no reason I can think of - push the driver out of the seat and take control of the bus. I rev the engine and start turning , but I don't realize that I tried to drive through a red light into on coming traffic, the whole bus is screaming and shouting at me. I realize what I am doing and I leave the bus. Now I am on the streets, this all feels crazy, what the hell am I doing? I don't usually go around stealing buses! Everything feels very real, but also I am aware of everything around me. I look at my hands to do an RC, I count my fingers, it keeps failing - but no, I KNOW this is a dream so I do another check and now I see the RC succeeds. I'm LUCID! I follow a dream character... **time missing** I'm in Sunnydale high school, (from Buffy the vampire Slayer) I see Willow, this is cool, I am part of the gang- I like the fact I am here experiencing this, lucid - feels like I am really here. I give Willow a wave and kiss her on the lips (just a quick peck) then I back up - sorry - I don't know why I did that, then she kind of giggles and says it's ok because she's not a Lesbian yet (lol) and I turn to see Buffy, and she's about to tell the 'gang' some new adventure that's been going on... **time missing** ...and I recall my dream goal of looking for Moonage daydream and finding out the business of the dog. I fly up high, I'm flying up some kind of very tall red brick wall, but then I can't help it... the dream is fading all of a sudden. I try to stay still when I wake to go back into the dream but it's too late, nothing is happening. .... so I lay still and try meditating, going deep into the hypnagogia and visualization, I ask 7 is she can lead me to Moonage daydream - I see 7 as a kind of form of dancing purple dust. I follow the dust, then I am holding her hand and now the dust again. I get a flash - I'm in a school field, looks like soccer is played here by a girl's team? Now I am in the main building - there is a sign, a flash of a sign. It's one leg bent at the knee. I wonder what it means... no squatting? (lol) no I am inside Moonage daydream home, I see a nice spacious kitchen, pans hanging over head, clean work top...
(night of) 10-12-20 Pre-sleep : focusing on Becky 1) Early night dream (1:21-1:37) I'm fighting in a big huge field, I'm beating up these people one by one - they are mean horrible racist (white supremacists) things. Each time I smash one to the ground I see an image of a black woman and child pop up (almost like I am saving them) but it's all very much in a video game type of format. Though the format is daft my rage is real, I feel so angry I need to get rid of these vile human beings. I go deeper and deeper into this infinite field, and rack up quite a few points, feels kind of like Classic Doom game. I wake up with my blood pumping 2) (from long dream period of 3:16 - 4:00) Suburban setting: Middle America, an innocent looking back yard with a white picket fence, and then some kind of electrical sparks -and 'boom' the whole area around the house has been morphed and changed, sparking different colors and metals (though layered on top of the same structures) And a bunch of scary looking aliens appear in this mess, armed to the teeth and running after the lady who did this: Now we see a blond lady, mid twenties, she is driving away from this craziness, driving in her pink Cadillac, no roof and I am sitting in the back with another person. Behind us the aliens are catching up, but a invisible triceratops comes stampeding around the corner and bashes the aliens out of the way. Now we have the same scene from the viewpoint of the Triceratops, his journey begins - seemingly willed into existence just after the aliens appeared, outside the american house. He sees the aliens and feels and urge to chase after them and we see the pink Cadillac from the perspective of the triceratops now, as he charges directly at the aliens saving the car from harm. After a few moments the car slows down to a halt and I ask the lady driving the car what she has in the glove compartment - I m not sure WHY I ask though. I climb forward to the front seat and open it - inside it's like a doorway to another universe, vast and open, I don't know how it is this big. The door to open the glove compartment is both regular size and the size of an actual door. **time missing** I ve warmed up to this lady with the blonde hair, we have a spark between us, I know she likes me too. We sit at a dinner table, a bunch of us eating and I move seats so that now I am sitting directly across from her. I want to talk to her more, kiss her even. My wife walks into the room, I'm confused - am I married? I recall then that I AM married, and I don't know what to make of these feelings toward this woman now 3) Dream Frag (from 5:45 - 6:05) Watching an episode of classic Sabrina the teenage witch, She is in New York, in the middle of the new York iconic Central Park. She is walking past what looks like a coffee shop and now we see it is actually 'central Perk'. Phoebe pops her head out of the door. It looks like she is working there as it is late and she is cleaning up, she waves at Sabrina and we now know this is a 'cameo'. She runs over to Sabrina to say hi, but Phoebe is actually tiny compared to Sabrina, like a mouse, and there seems to be a crazy explanation here that she exists in a parallel 'smaller' reality. It makes for a comedic exchange between characters though 4) Short dream (7:19-7:27) Sitting in my house (that is not my real house) My wife asks me to write a song for her, she needs it for work. It looks like I am a professional song writer in this reality. I tell her I will, and start to talk some more but she butts in - then she starts to moan at me , saying that I always say that I will do things, but never actually do them (even though I was about to start) I tell her I just wanted to ask if she needed just the lyrics or the tune as well? because I usually just write lyrics. Then I am sitting on a sofa and I have longer hair, I'm suddenly a teenager again - and it is my step dad that is shouting at me - I get pissed off, I tell him to try to talk to me like an actual human being every once in a while.
(night of) 09-12-20 Focusing on the dog and Becky, only get some flashes during meditation : the dog's 'home' which is a kind of rescue center for dogs (though more of a hostel) and the color green or blue 1) At a pub that seems to double up as a night club - though it is daytime now. It's quite dark in the pub and while I am drinking, with some friends, a guy approaches me - he asks me if I could give something to Fabienne (my wife) and hands me a plastic bag with some stuff in. He's pretty tall, has a nice suit and some kind of hair style that looks overly too styled. Simon, my mate, asks me what's in the bag - so I take a look. It has various papers and cut outs in it, I don't understand any of this - what does he want? what does it mean? As we are walking back home (which seems to be just down the street to the night club) I look through the contents again. There are some notes, hand written on old bits of paper, from what I can gather he tried to talk to her (via written notes) 15 years ago, and now wants to marry her. On one sheet of glossy paper there is a collage of images expertly put together, it's difficult to work out what any of it means, but I can see that this guy is a big deal. He runs a production studio and is a big tv star. An old photo of him in the early 2000's is also attached, the guy has tall spiky multi colored hair and looks like a total douche. When I get back home, which is now in my old home town I grew up in, I walk past my mum and wife who are in the living room, I'll give Fabi the bag in a bit. I go to see my step dad, he's painting this small intricate model of a creature. It's beautifully painted, a kind of sea monster, octopus with movable parts, a mouth that can be opened sideways to reveal red gums and razor sharp teeth. I tell him how impressed I am by it, though he was really good at art.
(night of) 09-12-20 Presleep - chanting to find the dog and discover it's name, I get a name while chanting randomly come to my head - not sure if it is the correct one or not.... Searching for 'Dog' 1) I'm having a series of False awakenings, it's dark, I know I am asleep so ignore the false dream around me forming, I fall back asleep, now it's dark, and I try walking, I walk into my bed where I wake again, still lucid - I get out of bed, but it's really dark now, I have to feel my way around, it's not entirely solid either so I have to make sure I am focusing so it is there. I walk down the stairs and what I feel like is my front door - I open it and... Still darkness. Fuck. I go to what I know must be the front garden and take a handful of soil and shove it into my mouth. It's awful, but I feel I am being more solid in the dream now, the area is lighting up around me. I'm in a kind of open space. I hear people talking, from the waking world - an older couple. Then I realize it's just my dream playing tricks on me, I need to focus. I recall my dream goal with Becky - and call out for 'the dog' I here a small voice shout back to me - 'I'm over here - I'm trapped!' I run over to a pile of rubble and lift the largest piece (a broken piece of rock) off of the body. A small boy crawls out, he has round glasses and messy brown hair. 'Hmmm, you're not the dog' I tell him 'YES I am!' he answers back indignantly. I give him a kind of look that says 'you are not fooling anyone' 'OK... I'm not' I look around me and I call out for the dog again. Now I hear a deep bark from somewhere in the distance. I look where the bark is coming from and see a kind of building site and a dark - very large -silhouette. ' He must be HUGE' the boy looks into the distance. Maybe bigger than a person? I don't know - but I want to find out. But before I do I wake up. Past Times 2) In a small Cafe with a friend, I'm younger, hair is longer. We look how we did when we were going out, gothed up, dark make-up etc. One by one old friends come through the door, I get emotional again. I'm semi lucid. I left these friends too suddenly, I miss them terribly now, I wish I could go back but it's changed, I'm older, so are they. Anna comes through the door, I give her a big hug and start crying, telling her I don't understand why I am doing this - why I keep having this dream. When I wake up something dawns on me, back then I dressed and took my introversion and made me extroverted, I had much more confidence, and then I kind of shrunk back into the shadows as I got older, becoming more introverted. It's not just the friends I miss, but the confident younger version of me Training 3) Dream frag - of training someone, or getting trained by someone (influenced I think from the Queen's Gambit series) and seeing a mirror behind me and noticing I have a huge bald spot on the back of my head - I never saw that before. 'UG' 4) Something about wrestling, Andre the Giant is coming out of retirement and fighting again (he's not dead in this dream!) a poster of him shows he is huge, gigantic, and super super muscular like the Hulk. some older guy is takling about when he first found Andre in a small town, and it was like striking gold - getting a super sized wrestler for the same price as a regular one. Now Andre is doing a spot for TV, advertising his come back - he is dressed like a viking, and his female viking warrior princess (with long dark hair) is standing opposite from him. His name is 'UG' - he tells her that he loves her but surprises everyone by saying his lines in this old Nordic language, the viking lady is surprised at first but then answers something back in Nordic as well
(night of) 7-12-20 Maths Test 1) In a large hall with loads of other people from my class. It's the end of the year and I need to take this exam. The room is light and sunny, feels like it must be warm outside. I'm sitting next to my friend, I'm asking him for some help - but he is getting really annoyed with me. I look at the paper, I don't think I listened at all in class this year because none of this is making any kind of sense, graphs and tables and questions about using another symbol for subtraction. So I just fill it out guessing randomly and then go to hand my paper in. Everyone seems to be finished at the same time and the hall quickly empties of all the students. Another friend - a girl this time, asks me how it went - I tell her how I hadn't had a clue and just randomly filled it out. She tells me how important it is and that I NEED to finish the test properly, and offers to go through with it with me. I ask the 'teacher' who was monitoring the exam - though he's really a soldier or sergeant in uniform, and he tells me I have exactly 2 hours if I want to amend anything. I think about leaving - 2 hours is a long time, is it really that important? I could be outside having fun, though when I REALLY think about it I realize I d probably just goof off for 2 hours. No, I should stay and finish this test. I go to the sergeant and ask him if he has another blank piece of paper so I can write the new answers on, but he shakes his head, tells me no. I may as well give up - this is a sign, everything is against me from completing this.... Then a friendly female solider (who was standing at the back observing) comes to me and hands me a paper. So I sit down with my friend who starts talking me through it all. She puts her pen to the paper but kind of stumbles and the pencil sort scribbles randomly. I focus on the paper, on this doodle, and it's actually this beautiful drawing of a tree. I ask her if she just drew this? confused. She tells me - no, the tree was always on the paper
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