Nazrax

I'm in a large outdoor common area. The ground is paved somehow, and there are large brick "planters" scattered around. I'm walking with at least one other person. As we're walking, I see someone in a very strange outfit. I comment to my companion that the other guy reminded me of a movie [can't remember which one], but he disagrees, saying it was a different movie.

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I'm in the kids' bedroom. I'm helping one of the kids put a few knick-knacks in a box to use as a pillow. KJ's little orange ball bounces out; one of us gets it and puts it back in the box.

I start talking with Chris about Tree of Life. I thought I had smelled it before, and I remembered that it was a strong smell, spicy, both pleasant and unpleasant at the same time. I'm surprised I can't smell it now. I tell him that I must be right on the edge of the age where it starts to affect you.

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I'm replacing one thing (method?) with another. Both old and new are very complicated.

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B wanted our bedroom to be clean, so she took all my clothes off of the window seat and packed them in a box.

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Something about the left and right sides of blocks.