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Two more dreams with the same location. It has something to do with me making choices,but I'm still working on what choices those could be. A few things going on with me right now so I don't want to say it's one,the other or something else completely different.

Saturday morning. Another dream at that store from my old neighborhood. I went there to get a snack,some chips and maybe a candy bar of some sort. I'm walking up and down the aisles looking at the different choices of potato chips but I want a certain kind that they don't carry. I already had some little snack cake so I decided to just go check out. I'm standing at the counter. Some woman is standing behind me. I just had this sudden urge not to buy the candy. I left it on the counter,stepped out of line,apologizing to the woman behind me and went back to look for the chips I wanted. Up and down the aisles,but again,I can't find them. I see a few that are close to what I like,but not my preferred brand.

As I am anxiously hunting these snacks,I hear two women talking. One is the owner of the store,another is the woman who had just been working at the counter. She was getting ready to leave,I think. The owner was telling her about some guy they both knew and his recent troubles. As she mentioned him,I saw a vague image of what he looked like: old,white hair,scraggly beard,hunched over,with a tube in his nose from his portable oxygen tank. I heard her mention him being involved with something called SGC, "You know,saving good friends?" she said. I didn't hear what was said before that so I didn't know what had happened to him. It wasn't good from the tone of her voice,though.

This morning. A different dream. Not in the store,but I saw it nonetheless. I wanted something,didn't know what,so I got dressed and put on my shoes. It was late at night. There was snow and ice on the ground. My sister warned me about it as I was leaving. I walked down the street. Even though I saw the ice,I walked easily over it. I either walked around it or walked in patches of snow over it. I walked by the store from my earlier dreams. I thought about going in,but wasn't sure if they were open or not. I could have checked the time,but didn't. There's a big rectangular window on the front of the building. I could see inside. Part of the store was dark,but there was another part further back where I could see a light on and the old woman who owned it was inside. She looked busy,balancing the ledgers or something. I decided not to stop,continuing on to another store down the block.

I turn and go in this other store. The building is tall,black,very art-deco looking. The place is packed. I walk down the first aisle,looking for chips and sodas. As I'm walking down this aisle,a young blonde haired girl and some blond guy stop me. They were asking me what I'd do if I won. Won what?,I thought. Then I see my nephew standing there. He asks me me what I would do with the number. Still no clue what's going on,but I noticed he had some kind of ticket in his hand. I figured out it was something about the lottery. "The last few times 1100 has kept coming up again and again," I think he was implying we should bet that number. In my head,I was thinking it probably wouldn't come up again;the system didn't work like that. If we did bet,the number that came up would more than likely be 2000.