Dream from 12/21 Ben was giving me a tour of a jungle farm where they were cultivating bees for honey. The bees were high up in the tree and had entirely exposed hives. Ben drew attention to some nearby ants which had the special capability to extract water from the trees. These swollen ants were hot commodities in the bird world. A bird which I called a manakin in the dream (actually much closer to a particular flycatcher whose name evades me) was eating some of these ants. It had parts of its feathers which change colors in a fluid fashion in the light. Then, a keel-billed toucan contests the bird, they have a tussle, and then they separate. Dreams from 12/22 I was operating an electrically-assisted pedicab for the day. I wanted to have a beautiful entrance while being filmed, so I made several attempts to pick up my first passenger in one motion with them dropping 5 dollars in my tip jar as they boarded the moving pedicab. I then continued onward through town (I'm not sure where). I remember being aware of pot holes that need to be avoided and the traffic that zoomed by paying me little to no heed. I then had the thought that the city could benefit a lot socio-culturally from having a much slower stream of traffic. I left school after my final exam in a course I think I added at the last moment. I am returning home when I see Chris Harvey who mentions his desire to toke. He apologizes for mentioning it since he wasn't sure how I felt about the act. I asked him if he was more of a liberal conservative. (Not sure how I phrased it, but it turned into a political discussion). I then began to flap my wings as I usually do in dreams and floated slowly above the trees. Then, I'm connecting this with a fragment where I toke with my parents and briefly discuss the merits of pipe-smoking.
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