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    1. I hate tourists!

      by , 10-17-2011 at 06:56 PM (Trial and Error)
      A dream from a few weeks ago, I got some catch up to do!

      I was walking through ruins composed of the remains of what looked like a brick structure and several other structures making up the size of about two houses. The ground was made of sand and there was no sign of any other structures in the distance.

      I lived there and had a few furnishings spreed throughout the ruins such as a bed next to the remains of a couple of walls, a small dresser and a table all spaced apart.

      Out of nowhere a flock of tourist shows up and starts walking through my ruins taking pictures, most of them in Hawaiian shirts and carrying fancy cameras with huge lenses. I begin to yell at them, saying that I live there and that they can't be here without permission.

      One of them started to go through a drawer in my table and I ran over to him and asked him what he was doing. He responded with something like "I can do whatever I want, what is it to you?" I was suddenly holding a bag I own with my hard drives in it and a shoved the tourist against the wall and thrust-ed the bag at his head. It landed with a thud on the table next to him and his face filled with fear. I angrily told him that this was my home and that they needed to get out. He said he was just here to see the ghosts, and I told him I didn't care and that he needed to leave.

      I released him from my angry grasp and he began to back away still scared. Suddenly a ghost appeared behind me, and called out to me. I turned around, said hi, and began to talk to him. We had clearly been friends for awhile.

      All of the tourists stopped what they were doing and stared blankly at the phenomenon I was talking to. We continued to catch up and I took his hands in a friendly gesture. Holding hands I walked with him suspended several feet in the air well over the tourists heads. They were all still frozen with amazement.
    2. Eerie Castle

      by , 10-17-2011 at 06:43 PM (Trial and Error)
      There was a large eerie castle completely black in the dead of night. It was composed of many thin, tall, rectangular sections with points erected at the tops of them. It was almost its own island in a large ravine, and the only way to it was a skinny crumbling bridge that was an extension of the edge of the cliff.

      There was a stone or concrete wall on the cliff side of the bridge that snaked to the horizon and bent around to make a small room enclosed at one end buy a metal gate. The room was apparently a large shower and I was showering in there as people walked by. No one seemed to notice I was there and I didn't really care anyway.

      At the top of the castle appeared my mom and a man my mother had dated irl, George. They looked down at me and even thought they were extremely far away I could see them and hear them like they were next to me, and I know the same was for them.

      George started to talk to me and I watched as his gaze drifted to my naked body. I yelled at him to look me in the eye and he looked for a moment and then drifted again. I spent a good amount of the dream yelling at him getting more and more angry until I decided to leave. I walked to the gate and realized that it was unlocked. I thought it had been locked that whole time and was suddenly set back.

      I continued to yell at George until I woke up.
    3. Fire truck!

      by , 08-22-2011 at 06:43 PM (Trial and Error)
      I was standing out side a building that was on fire with a bunch of people I know from school. We were just watching it as if to say, "So....what should we do?"

      Suddenly one of my friends Mike P. comes up to me and yells "I'll get the fire truck!!" and runs off to a roar of applause.

      I stood there thinking, "good, that should stop it." and continued to watch the flames.

      (I told him irl and he cracked up! XD)
    4. Enslaved

      by , 08-22-2011 at 06:39 PM (Trial and Error)
      From a week or so ago.

      In the first one I started out as a child and slowly progressed throughout the dream to be the age I am now. I was walking along where I was nabbed by two guys and I told them to get away. They did not listen and the dream flashed to me getting electrocuted and then appeared in a different location.

      The dream skips a bit but there was one more flash of me as an adult getting electrocuted and then I was suddenly in a group of people being herded somewhere.

      It was an open field next to a dirt road with nothing but some flimsy barriers keeping us from the road. And no one is questioning where we are going and why these people have power over us.

      I am suddenly following the story of one of my friends (in the third person) trying to find me. He runs past the barriers and goes through the crowd shouting my name. He finally gets to me and pulls me around to face him, relieved that he finally found me. The me that I am watching looks at him blankly and says "I don't know you". I am shocked and start thinking "Oh no, they must have erased my memory. How else could I forget him?"

      It was very strange to have such an out of body experience.
    5. I am such a feminist

      by , 07-25-2011 at 05:27 PM (Trial and Error)
      Had one dream in multiple pieces....the power of the snooze button

      One piece was a bunch of women being rounded up and shoved into trucks. (something to do with studying women history and the feminist movement? ) I see Gloria Steinem in a wheel chair being pulled up to the bed of a truck. I run to her grab the arms of the chair and roll it to the end of the truck. The chair is already tied in, and I know I am going to get nabbed any second. I tell her that even if I can't help her now I will get help her get out of this. (I think we were in a team in a earlier part of the dream I don't remember).

      She leans forward and says "What can you possibly do to help me now?". It seemed like a harsh question, and I was hurt that I was failing her. I decide to read her the license plate number of the truck. I look down but am having trouble deciphering it. (Not enough trouble to get lucid....but you know... - _ -). Surprisingly the numbers do not change after multiple viewings and after a bit I finally get the whole number to her. It was 48484867. I get dragged away.

      Second part: I was in some sort of prison that looked more like a dungeon. It was made of green brick and the entire surrounding seemed moist. I was in a wheel chair and was suddenly confused why I needed one. I tell the person I am with that I can walk and that I walk all the time. I go to stand up and my legs feel week. My calves can not support my weight and I become quickly unbalanced catching myself on the chair for support. I am confused as to how this happened (the memories were of myself walking irl, so CLOSE to being lucid DX)

      Third part. I am leaving some kind of class and know that I am being forced to go to this one location. My surroundings look like a large scale college campus all made of orange brick with small patches of grass and courtyards. As I approach where I much go I get some kind of vision of what happened their before: An evil man is talking to a girl in a stone chair and he describes to her all the torturers he will present her with ending with impaling her over and over until she can take no more. I see that the only way to stop him is the yell the word "claws" and say a four digit word that has relevance to me. I think I could say 4867 because that was the end of the license plate number. I begin to get frightened as I approach the same location as the vision. I see the chair and the workshop the man walked out of. I walk in not knowing what will happen.

      A creature appears made of brown feathers and earth and sleek black claws. I jump, and let her begin walking me backwards toward the chair. She looks at the walk where there is paper with something written in Spanish. She has some kind of reaction to it and I begin to see a human face of a young Mexican girl. I ask her if she is a Mexican girl, she seems to understand what I am saying but does not respond, she continues to guide me to the chair. "Did he do this to you once? Did he make you this?" I ask. She slows her pace and begins to think about what she is, and how she got to be that way. We begin to talk. I am still scared out of my mind because I know that the man will come out when he pleases and I can not leave, but I thought if I could help this girl we could escape together. I think I can use the numbers I saw in my vision to stop him, but who knows if it will really work. We talk and talk until I wake up.
    6. Visiting/drama/Link/Poptart cat! AH!

      by , 07-21-2011 at 06:40 PM (Trial and Error)
      All of these dreams are complete, as in I don't recall segments missing, but they are short and not complete story lines. They also all took place next to each other, slowly moving across some kind of dream layout.

      #1 I was returning to my high school film class to visit and I ran into my old film teacher Mr.R. I waved but he did not see me at first, or pretended not to notice to be funny, but finally he saw me and I gave him a hug and asked him how he was doing. He seemed almost confused at my reaction, like I had not been gone and we still saw each other all the time.

      #2 A friend from school Vlad was talking to me about another friend from school LaLa. We were sitting at a round table in an outdoor courtyard-like area almost like a large patio. The table and chairs were black metal lots of it formed into the shape of vines forming the table. He was saying that he thought that LaLa liked him and I was instantly confused and uncomfortable. I start leaning back and forth in my chair as some kind of nervous habit, and as the conversation continues I lean further and further back until I would have fallen in real life. (Clearly not obvious enough for me to notice I am dreaming however XD)

      I asked him why and he started explaining that he was in love with her and was hoping that she felt the same way. (If you knew these two in real life you would know how awkward this is XD) I ask for an example of what he means and he describes how when she finishes something she stands a certain way and poses in her victory, like she is showing off for him. I explain to him that it is most likely just that she feels awesome and knows that she is awesome and is congratulating herself and not to over react. He says ok and looks at her on the other side of the courtyard a few tables away.

      #3 I was showing someone how to make link noises while pulling themselves onto a large box. Because that is the only proper way to climb on to a large box. XD lol.

      #4 I look into the sky and see part of a rainbow. I figure it is just a jet stream with very unlikely refraction but decide to make a joke and yell "Look everyone it's Poptart Cat!" a few people laugh and look. Suddenly my vision is like a camera and it zooms into the front of the rainbow to show that it really is poptart cat. (The movement was a lot like the movements in he show Firefly when they zoom in and out of approaching vessels). We are speechless on how poptart cat is here and we watch as it turns toward us. We are all taken back, and it continues to approach. As it gets closer we see that it is a giant mechanical poptart cat and is on a collision course. We all start to run to get out of its wake and it hits the ground and bounces over my high school (where I had started in #1 now further away) We watch as it hovers back up and comes for us again. People begin shrieking as it approaches and yell "Why me, why me?!!" I notice however that it is not after the crowd, but after me specifically. I try to run in a way it would be difficult for the giant metal breakfast treat feline to follow but it continues to pursue until I wake up.
    7. Kidnapped

      by , 07-21-2011 at 08:12 AM (Trial and Error)
      Me, 2 of my roommates (S and L), and a whole bunch of other people were being held captive by this older woman at her home. Everyone in the dream except for the woman, were pre-teen to teenager age (for whatever reason). There was no kind of security or fence or anything to keep us from leaving...we simply couldn't. It was the feeling of being trapped and having no alternatives than to stay and bide time, with no idea what

      On the ground outside I find a piece of paper I printed out the last time I tried to escape and I have a false memory. It was of me frantically running away from the woman in a ripped up white shirt and was blocked by a group of policemen that physically forced me back into her captivity. I tell someone in a great state of fear that she owns the entire police department for a 20 mile radius and can use them at her whim. (I somehow knew that there were thousands of policemen in the 20 mile radius and that they could easily over power everyone she was keeping captive).

      On the paper is the address of the house we are being kept in. I figure this information could prove useful so I tear of the address and put it in my pocket, almost getting caught by the woman telling us to go back inside. I get sudden anxiety hoping she has not noticed me. It seemed almost like she had but was not going to make a big deal out of it and we went inside.

      I go inside with a bunch of others, all wearing white shirts, and my roommate S (dressed normal) was there and she started to try and convince me that we needed to leave and there was nothing in our way. I knew of the police ready to catch escapees, so I told S we needed to bide our time. Since S and L were not cooperating the woman made me lock the in this strange cell in the wall. L lays on what I amuse is the bottom bunk of a bunk bed with the expression of a gangster not caring what happens as long as you look cool doing it. (Which is hilarious since that is NOT her personality at ALL XD) I was not concerned because I knew that when we had I plan I would be able to open the door. The door was composed of bars as well as thick transparent plastic. I put my hands on the plastic (or glass or whatever) and she does the same on the other side. I tell her we just need to bide or time before we get out, and I walk away.
    8. Pokemon, kidnapped, and x-men frags

      by , 07-17-2011 at 11:51 PM (Trial and Error)
      Dream fragments from the last week or so...

      #1: I was sitting with my roommates in what almost seemed like Muni seats but were in a building. A creepy guy comes and sits near us (common on muni) and we all get tense, wishing he would go away. My roommate L however, goes and sits next to him, whispers something in his ear, and the creeper leaves the area. We are all confused, but happy he is gone. Later in the same dream I was bitten by the pokemon Gastly on my left arm. It hurt a lot but I kept my cool because I didn't want the Gastly to think I was an enemy. There was something involving money I don't remember.

      #2: Most of the dream is gone..... (sad because it was awesome!) but we were climbing through vents to save a group of our friends who had been kidnapped.

      #3: (The repercussions of watching over 7hrs of x-men cartoons and going directly to sleep. lol.) There were many different vignettes of scenes from x-men (totally fabricated dream scenes) One was Professor X persuading Nightcrawler to come back to the institute and stop hiding in his closet at home by bribing him with pizza. Another Wolverine was jumping of some kind of man made cliff onto helicopters. And the last one was Scott and Jean crashing a helicopter belly up and their seats sliding out of it upside down (with massive complaining as the characters often exhibit).
    9. Barf and bicycle lanes

      by , 07-10-2011 at 08:29 AM (Trial and Error)
      dreams that were one after the other a couple nights ago...

      The first one was very long and interesting but I only remember one part due to my alarm
      I was returning to what I think is my friends house, or at least I had met her their near the beginning of the dream. It had become over run with people all of which who were barfing. I tried to ignore it and find my friend in the chaos but the smell of it was so overwhelming that I had to leave. I remember being disgusted that everyone there was so drunk that they were barfing their guts out, and I left before barfing myself.

      Dream from the next night:
      I was driving (which was strange because I have never had a drivers license) and suddenly the entire road turned into several green bicycle lanes. I look for a place to turn away but there are no roads to turn onto. I drive into the lanes and begin avoiding bicyclists in a panic. After a bit of driving I start to think that it is not going to turn back into a normal street, but decide that it is to late now and that I should just keep going.

      I am stopped by the police that begin to arrest me for driving in the bicycle lanes (I realize after awakening that I have no idea what their transportation was). I instantly begin to argue that there was no where else for me to go and that the way it was set up was ridiculous. They say: prove it. I walk back to the street (which I was magically next to again even after driving) and begin to point out the lack of exits to a different street when suddenly I see a paved area. My heart stops for a second until I realize that it is a paved bicycle lane. I continue to walk down the road, and it is awhile before I reach a street I could turn off of. I start to walk next to it and get stuck in very deep mud. I am unable to move but this does not stop me from complaining. The police want to fine me but I continue to make the point that there is not enough time or warning for me to have made any other choice. They finally agree to not fine me and are nice enough to help me out of the mud before continuing on their way.
    10. More Pancakes!

      by , 07-05-2011 at 04:45 AM (Trial and Error)
      I know this was the last of a few dreams, but I don't remember the others--this is the most boring one though.

      I was running a film festival for school and I was facilitating the entire event.
      People started showing up and they all wanted pancakes. I started making pancakes but not fast enough for the people that wanted them. And for some reason no one would sit down without me first putting a chair down for them. (it had a slight resemblance to diner dash in view and action).

      I at some point sat down with a friend from school Alyssa G. and she was talking about it is almost her birthday and she is turning 26. I was confused because I thought she was WAY younger that that (irl she is 19) I tell her it is a week until my b-day and I am almost 21. She is surprised at how young I am. Suddenly my old friend Alex I. is there and he is talking to me about school. He says that we are going to graduate at the same time and we should plan making a film together. I was confused because even though we started at the same time irl he dropped out for a while and started going to another school in a totally different major. I decided not to bring it up and just agreed to what he was saying.

      I go back to making pancakes and am putting one at each station people are sitting at. I then have the extremely lame epiphany that "when people eat pancakes, they want more then one! they want a stack! " I start making them faster. But all at once I know that no more people are coming and I tell everyone to take the pancakes at empty seats. They do, and everyone is good to go.

      I stop and relax until cleaning crews come to clean up the event.
    11. Work or Class? Class or Work?

      by , 06-30-2011 at 10:45 AM (Trial and Error)
      (from a few nights ago. My mind can not handle the idea of not having work, or homework....)

      I wake up and realize that I forgot I was a tutor for 3 weeks and have not been going to work. (new job stress?) No one has tried to contact me, no one has notified me, it must be a test of my dedication...
      After a bunch of panicking I decide to go anyway and face whatever consequences their might be. I go and end up sitting in the back of the class and suffering through a horrible class. The kids are obnoxious, and someone I knew in high school Kevin C. is there making as much noise as he did in high school - _ - ug!

      I control my emotions and as the class is leaving I say good bye and grab my stuff to go. The teacher who is a teacher I had last quarter Marc S. stops me and says "wait, we still need to paint!" I realize the room is unpainted wood, drywall and other materials. I run to get paint and a roller and find one in what looks like a large storage facility within the same building. I grab the roller and roll it throughly through the white paint in the paint tray. I lift it out and hold my hand under neath to keep it from dripping on the floor and quickly make my way back to the class room. I pick a wall to start on, and begin painting it. But the painter in the roller does not even have enough paint to make one go from the roof to the floor. I am astounded. I know full well how much of the wall it should have covered (too much time as a maintenance worker irl). I also realized that I should have brought the paint with me. (stress dream or no, these things are a given XD lol)

      I go back to get it and run into someone I know Angela A. There are suddenly people making chocolate on a conveyer belt of some kind in the storage facility. She says "uh, chocolate! It is so bad for you." I turn to her and say "Except for you know, the bitter, actually healthy chocolate with not added sugars and stuff." She takes a moment to ponder the thought and then says in an extremely snobby way "mmmm...no! Chocolate is bad for you, if you read the nutrition info on the back you would know that." I go awol on her saying that she can be a douche all she wants but there is chocolate that IS healthy for you. She says "whatever" and walks away. I get the paint and bring it to the class.

      I work until "class" is over, and decide to get further into the project during my maintenance shift. I go (dressed in cliche painting clothes) and get much further. It was like painting during a painting shift was somehow more effective. The teacher sees me and asks what I am doing. I tell him that I am continuing painting since I work here and all. He takes the roller from me and says that he now needs to re-do it. I am confused why painting at a different time makes the paint job somehow inadequate. He starts painting when I wake up.
    12. Don't discriminate against my baby ogre!

      by , 06-30-2011 at 10:22 AM (Trial and Error)
      (from a few nights ago....most ADD dream ever...)

      The first thing I remember is begin part of some kind of secret service or other government organization . Our boss tells us that we are to transport the Major of the United States (best title ever) to somewhere (we are a lower rank and there for do not get the whole story). He put the major in the back and tied his hands to the front seat, we did not question this in the least. We transported him where he was meant to go and were suddenly in a department store. I was looking at tape measures, for the sake of looking at tape measures. They could come in handy, right? but the good one is $20 so I move on. I find these amazing green suspenders that don't have a price on them. I want to find out but I know we will have to leave soon. Someone comes up to me and says she will find out, and if they are cheap buy them for be and "she would pay me back." I thank her, pause, and then realize what she said made no sense. She meant to say "I would pay her back" right?

      In any case it is time to press on. We have a prisoner to transfer, but somehow no car anymore. This will not delay us however, we took him in a trash bag. We start on down the road with suddenly a lot to carry, and I have my green child who is half ogre with me. I do not have enough hands to carry everything now that I have it and my mom randomly shows up to help me carry stuff. As we walk my mom begins to sing something in a beautiful soprano. I start to harmonize and then stop when it gets to high for me.

      The man leading us down the street suddenly asks "anyone know where we are going?" We laugh and say "aren't you supposed to know?" Then I say "We are transporting a prisoner right? Then we should stop at city hall first." (I am so smart XD) Everyone agrees and we press on.

      I am suddenly in line at a place that has the appearance of a bank. I am their to ask someone questions about how to best raise my half ogre half human in a racist world. I am worried he will get discriminated against and want to raise him right! On the counter to the left has cell phones attached to it. One rings and I answer it. "I had a question about social networking." she says. "Okay," I say, "do you have a Facebook, Twitter and Linkedin?" I ask. "Yes" she answers. I think to myself Then good job! Your done! but ask "then what do you need to know?" She explains that she wants to do better and that she does not know enough. The lady behind me in line starts getting annoyed as the line moves and I don't to talk on the phone. I finally realize that the lady on the phone wants to get more notification emails from her accounts to know when things are happening. I could not help but think Who in their right mind wants notification emails? Is that not the first thing you turn off?! But I guide her to where her user settings are and she excitedly asks me to hold so she can try it. The lady behind me in line then hangs up the phone and glares at me to move forward, it is my turn.

      I walk up to the desk and begin to explain to the woman that I have questions how to properly raise my son so he thought he was good the way he was, and did not flinch when people mocked him for being different. She asks me if I have the child with me. I realize he is not in my arms and am slightly alarmed. I turn around to see Shrek with him and I smile and ask to see him for the sake of the woman. He then throws the child to me and I am scared until I catch him. I thought You did NOT just throw this child at me! in a nice playful way. He is extremely heavy but I get a grip on him and turn to address the woman again. I see that she is a creepy old woman, her face is long and droopy and she is wearing glasses that curve to a point at the edges. She glares at me with hate and the need to move the line along. I think This is the wrong person to ask about discrimination, and move on.

      We are outside some kind of ring. It is like a hallway with clear windows with brick surrounding each room. There was a basketball game going on. But for some reason we were talking about it like it was a fight to the death or something. We had to split into teams of two within teams of 4. Someone says "I don't see why we have to break into such small teams. They aren't usually this small." I could not help but think of Enders Game in battle school when he had one more toon than all the other leaders. I laughed at the guy as if he himself defied Enders genius. I look across to another woman we were with and we exchanged a look of Yeah, we are SO a team! I see my baby sitting next to her. I have another moment of panic realizing he was not with me as I thought he was. But I somehow know she is also the mother, and I smile to her. (oh dreams, you silly) She catches him as he almost falls and looks to me with a grin like What a silly child we have.

      I look into the basketball game going on and I see the girl that was going to check on the price of the suspenders for me playing, only she is HUGE! She towers over everyone else and is dominating the game. However I was only insulted that she did not actually check on the price like she said she would.
    13. 8-bit homework fail

      by , 06-30-2011 at 09:38 AM (Trial and Error)
      irl: I am nearing the end of two weeks of break from work and school, I have not had a break in a long time, my mind can't handle it.

      The dream starts with me realizing that I am not done with an assignment for a class. (SO original!) I wake up when at 8am, when then class starts and I start to finish up my assignment. It is a drawing of my roommates dog pidu, with some kind of writing on a separate page that I have to attach with string. Someone asks me if when I go to copy mine if I could copy theirs also. I realize the persons picture is much larger then mind and I realize that I did mine the wrong size. I decide that it will just have to be awesome enough for the size difference to be over looked. I spend some time adding shading and fine details to the piece and then go to make copies.

      I open up the scanner and start on what now is a large stack of my classmates work to go through. It is slow but I get through it all and put it in a box. I pick up the box, and suddenly my entire dream becomes an 8-bit over view of me continuing the action. (Much like Zelda: Minish Cap that I have been playing rather non-stop ) I go to set the box on a table and accidentally throw it against the wall and it shatters. (a common occurrence for me irl in zelda games).

      I now have no idea how I am going to explain to the teacher that I am two hours late, but also have no homework, or anyone else's homework. I freak out for awhile and then go to class. It turns out that the morning class I had was a different class, so at least I would be on time for the class I had no homework for.
    14. DC's Dream

      by , 06-20-2011 at 09:50 PM (Trial and Error)
      I forget the larger dream that surrounded, but a DC started to have a dream and me and the other DCs where able to view it.
      We were kind of off to the side, still able to see, and somehow in the scene although we stayed still as it moved, but unable to interact and mess with it

      It was all in black and white and the DC approached shore in some sort of huge un-described vessle. A giant sea lion dashed by in front of her and she was shocked. He was terrified of seal lions. She was coming to the shore of San Francisco. A couple large vehicles come around the corner each carrying a statue of liberty. There ended up being about five in all. The sea lion again passes only on land.

      Sad that I will remember my DCs dream but not mine
    15. Giraffes and dogs and tigers Oh My! Fragments ahoy!

      by , 06-20-2011 at 05:47 AM (Trial and Error)
      Fragment #1:
      I was sitting in an old room of my mothers watching tv with no pants on when a guy that I don't know randomly walks in. I am surprised and begin to cover myself frantically asking "Who are you? What are you doing here?" He doesn't have time to answer before my mom walks in angry at me. She asks "How can you just let guys walk in here when you are indecent? Do you want him to see you?" I start to explain that I do not know who this is and did not let him in when he intersects with the reason he is here. I forget exactly what he said, but it somehow cleared him of any wrongs and my mom leaves. He begins to investigate the furniture and I ask him what he is doing, and he says that he is just "looking for the giraffes" I think "Oh duh!" (dream logic gotta love it) I start helping and almost immediately stumble upon a tiny giraffe, about the size of a small dog. The giraffe is frightened and runs under the dresser. I think in the dream of a friend irl who loves giraffes and honestly think of updating my facebook status to "found tiny giraffe under my dresser today" (I am WAY to addicted!! ) I try to coax it out and the dream shifts.

      Fragment #2
      I am trying to get to bed and my mom is telling me that I need to be killed by tigers. I disagree saying that I do not I just need to go to bed (made WAY more sense in the dream, seemed rather matter of fact). There were three tigers, but they loved me. I thought about what she said and after a long while realized she was right. I did not want to live any way. I begin to bother the tigers, but they still only lightly bite me in a playful way. I lay on my stomach and put my arms down so they can cut my wrists. I begin to agitate them further and they begin to really start attacking me when I am forced awake.

      Fragment #3
      I fall back asleep. I am releasing a dog and some other unknown creature into a large body of water. We know the currents will take them where they need to be. (In the dream it did not seem like they were going to drown, but like we were releasing them into the wild.) They did not want to go and were sad to leave. A friend from school irl JJ goes out into the water and takes the dog. She says she will take care of it. She wraps it in a towel and news reporters ask her what she is going to do. She gives some sort of heartfelt speech about how she will take care of it and give it a home. I remember thinking that she was so nice and such a great person to do that. i wake up.

      Not sure what order they came in at this point, but they all happened in the same night.
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