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All text in black was written on paper immediately after awaking, unedited. Orange text was written during the re-recorded post online, and contains assessments, ideas, etc.

I remember staying at Stephen's house, but there was no mother. Stephen is my friend, and his Mother has always been a pain in our friendship. A father was there, Carlos. Carlos is a family friend of mine, and a sort of father-figure toward me. This was also in Alaska. I am not sure how the dream began. Toward the end, I was talking to some family who had a brat, trying to get a ride somewhere. I could shave my facial hair. I had shaved my chin, however I didn't like it. Then I was cross-country skiing. Going back home. I remember now that the home I was going to was Stephen's home. Once I got back, Stephen and Carlos were talking. Stephen was giving Carlos candy. Stephen always has good candy in dishes around the house that I ate, perhaps that's the reason his mother never liked me. Carlos and I talked about skiing. Then I tried to find a bathroom. One was blocked by stuff. I found the other one in the home, but it looked nasty. I decided I should go there and right at that moment, I woke up.