Date: January 2018 I dream that I am a child sitting on the floor of the area between the kitchen and the table in my grandma's house in Bangalore, India. There is a phenomenal sense of comfort, warmth, and happiness. NOTE: The sense of comfort, warmth, and happiness which I felt in this dream was so powerful I spent several days after the dream depressed that I could not relive those memories nor feel those emotions as vividly as in the dream.
Date: Some time around 2009-2011 I go to the backyard of the Dubai house, and to the back at the left, there is a large pit. I jump into the pit and there are animated skeletons and a man wrapped in bandages, who resembles the Spazm halloween prop. I then have a false awakening, waking up at my grandparents’ old house in Abu Dhabi.
Date: March/4/2019 Yet another Vietnam-related dream. We are walking in Vietnam, and there is a girl near me. I am speaking as if she must hear everything I am saying, as it is extremely important. I hear several students talking about how India is the worst smelling country in the world, and they continue about how badly it smells. I say "I know many Indians who've commented that white people smell like milk, it's quite relative." People say "nobody asked for your opinion" and "nobody cares" etc, rudely shutting me off, like is common in real life anyways. After that I begin to explain to them that regardless of their beliefs, they should be conscious who they're saying it in front of. Talking about how much you dislike a country in front of people of Indian descent is quite demeaning. My friend who is walking in front of me, who is Indian, turns around and agrees with me. Afterwards, I walk forward and see a kid from school who looks much chubbier than usual, supposedly he's stuffed his shirt with pillows or something, and I ask him how much the fatsuit costed. The dream then ends.,
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