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    Classmate

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    gab
    , 06-24-2013 at 07:23 PM (155 Views)
    Monday 6/24/13

    Last night bed 2:30am - 7:49am Nap 8:10am - 10am

    Weird dream I was woken up from at 7:49am

    I'm in a large house. A friend of mine lives there. She keeps hermit crabs and has aquariums with fancy fish. One of the fish is, dang, I saw his latin name in the dream, he is a small shark family of fish, but decorative for aquariums. I have to look it up. It was something from megalodon's name carcharodon, but cutsied up.

    2 friends of mine are visiting and they wanna help with filling up the aquariums with fresh water. Or maybe they work for me, because I'm telling them to do it right and to listen to instructions. Looking for containers to fill with water and let the water sit there for a while before putting it in the tank.

    There is an old guy, possibly the owner, who is harrasing the hermit crabs. Another lady is trying to stop him. Then I grab his arm. I know I'm on thin ice here and I may be fired.

    Suddenly there is a young guy to see me. At first he is J.L. He want's to tell me something, but he is either ashamed, or just doesn't really know how to say it. I offer him coke and send one of the girls to get one from my fridge. (I just put some there IWL) I offer him some rum, reluctantly, because I know he drove there, but I also know that he had been drinking prior to coming.

    Then he is another classmate of mine. I'm looking at him and trying to recognize him. It's been a long time since we were at school. He finally breaks, shows me his gunshot wound on left shoulder that he got in Kuwait.

    He tells me that he came to confess his something for me, don't think it was love, but he wan't to be with me and he is distrought that it took him this long to tell me that.

    Then I see him in uniform during his military training. He has long hair and looks younger. Introduces me to his "bookie" and I half-jokingly make a "I'll shoot you" to the bookie, as in I'm not gonna have any of that crap.

    I offer him coffee and later someone drops the coffee mug. It's tall, ceramic, with few wide bands of earhy colors reddish, orange...

    I get down on my knees and pray that it didn't break, because it's not mine. I turn it around and piece of handle broke off. I'm in a process of gluing it back on, when my cat wakes me up IWL.

    Don't remember any dreams from the nap.

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