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Had a dream I was visiting some paranormal youtubers. Jamie was with me and she seemed in good spirits. We were trying to talk to this guy called John from exploration unknown on youtube (personally i find his channel boring). He seemed like he didn't want to talk with us. I suddenly had a hard time speaking to him and couldn't get my words out. Woke up with a really dry mouth, luckily i had a glass of water still on the nightstand.

Haunted

Dreamed I lived in some haunted house. Kept having false awakenings there and some ghost girl would get into bed with me. False awakening again and i was in darkness. I heard some fake paranormal youtubers outside trying to get in. I waited in the darkness while they opened the door. i jumped out to scare them, and they looked shocked. They couldn't believe i lived in a haunted place. I said everything was fine.

FA, I'm in bed, It's daytime and I'm looking out a window. i' see and old fashioned fancy rooftop and it seems to also be a picture of where i live. I notice a top rail on the roof top and a man walking down it. It's night time now and the man shines his light in my face.

Suddenly, I'm in this room with an open hallway passing by. I'm sitting with two people a girl and a guy. Fake celebrities pass us and shake our hands. Me and the guy comment to eachother how the celebs seem to ignore us mostly but are overly nice to the girl seated with us.

anyway, I found a little trick for thsi bit of recall so I'm going to keep trying it.

I was in some sort of fancy restaurant, talking with a middle-aged lady. She was anti-vax (which is not cool) but she was also pretty attractive, so I had a hard time summoning the will to push back against her. She had a son named Cooper who was about my age. He had freckles. I was somewhat worried that I would get some weird disease from him. My allergies were really bad in this dream, too, and I was worried she was going to say "it's because you got vaccinated!" Lol. I've been in too many science Facebook groups lately I guess.

I find myself driving to the local hardware store in a 1962 Chevy Sedan, nothing special, faded paint, six cylinder, manual transmission. I turn left onto Main St. and notice something different, an ice cream parlor on my left. I pull over and order a Teaberry shake. While I'm crossing the street to my car a bunch of old muscle cars pull in from a cruise, (Mustang Cobras, GTOs, Camaros, Vetts, Road Runners, etc.) all fully restored nice and looking like new. These guys ask about my old Chevy and invite me to join in the cruise. I begged off, explaining I had to get some things at the hardware, but they persisted saying I could follow and drop out anytime I wanted. I waved saying I might.

The hardware in my dream was different, a barn foundation with a roof on it. I got what I came for getting in my car the cruise came by and they waved me on. I followed for some miles on back roads, curvy and narrow, then I saw a farm on my right with a barber pole by the mail box, "I could use a haircut." I pull in the lane and find a man I recognize from a few times meeting him painting a small out building and greet him. He explains he's not ready for business just yet, but would like to show me something beyond the woods that may interest me.

We walk a short distance through the woods on a trail and come out to an open area by a river, some tall grass and an odd octagonal two story building, the upper floor extending over the lower by about four feet. "Wow, looks like a colonial fort!" I say.

"Yes, I think it was at one time!" Replies my host, "It was last a church though. Take a look over there in the grass. Have fun, I've got to get back to my painting."

I thank him and go about my exploring. In the tall grass I find "head stones" of a cemetery, but they're not stones, they're wrought iron and fully legible with dates going back hundreds of years. I never saw the likes of them before and was fascinated by them, there were probably around twenty of them, men, women, and some children from the late 1600's to early 1700's. Inside the building the ground floor had some pews and a pulpit, a trap door to the upper. With no ladder I couldn't explore the upper floor and it ended with me watching the river past the head stones.

Just meditate and let the dream happen to me. Just be aware. No need to control anything.

I dreamt that I moved into this big mansion , multi leveled house, with questionable (satanist) exterior design...
And I shared this house with another family too, they were kind and friendly, but I had my own part of the house they had theirs and we shared a living room I think?
Since I felt like I should have some intimate spaces only I can access, I opened these little rifts into empty space on top of this big house, there was no roof, I just reached into empty space and made a room or two
later in one of my rooms I found some old drawings from around 2015 when I found out about this anime\manga I used to watch
and I remembered them ,and I found it cringy that I did draw these fanfic things in the dreams I had around that time , and the nostalgia was so real ,and so vivid
apparently I used to draw a lot in dreams since I was a natural in dreams
and these stuff remained, even the memory of it, I can only access them when I dream
Like old items, but they only exist in a dream
but somehow they remained...
in my head

It was kinda baffling to encounter something I did years ago in a dream....and remember it ...in a dream...

I was on my way back from college, and I walked down this path by McDonald's. First there was a guy's bag, stuck in the low hanging branches, then his computer, then his jacket. I considered just going past (I'd had a pretty bad day), but decided to check the back of his bag for a phone number. So I found (very conveniently) a maintenance contact sheet sticker on the bottom of his laptop. I didn't even have to touch it, because it was suspended by the branches. I started typing in the number, (which I think was a 507-4..-.... number, with one or more of those dots being an 8, and there was definitely a 1 in there.) But then Monz and Mom parked in the spot nearby, so I stopped what I was doing and walked up to their car to say hi. While I was waiting for them to get out of the car, another car came barrelling into the spot in between us (over the divider/sidewalk I had been on, but not the part with the trees), and hit into the side of Mom/Monz' car. They all got out of their cars, and the driver was a pregnant lady wearing a white dress. She was super nice, and Mom and Monz noticed that, so apparently they didn't want to acknowledge that she'd just run into them?? And said I must have pushed her car into theirs. I was thinking of just letting it go, but realized that'd be silly, so I explained how impossible that would be, and that I was 1½ car lengths away from her car when they hit.

Not completely sure how that was resolved, but it was fine somehow. I went ahead of Mom and Monz into McDonald's to find something to eat. It was crowded, hot, and all the food smelled superrr good. There was an eating area, where I saw the Adams and Jason hanging out, and Stephen, Arya, Selah, and someone else were sitting in a booth three tables from the door. When I turned to look at them, Betsie walked by towards Racquel's table further down (also she was super smiley). I turned to go towards the ordering area, when I saw Sentah and Naji arm in arm walking back from the second area, where there were gift shop and arcade prizes in shelves up to the ceilings.

After looking around the gift shop, I saw the outdoor seating area, which looked super nice. I walked outside, where everyone there was using ASL rather than talking. It was kind of chilly out, which was a nice break from how hot it was inside. I accidentally bumped into a (really cute) guy and said sorry, and he smiled and used ASL to explain the "please don't speak, use ASL at our gathering", and I could only remember how to say "thank you", and walked back inside. Then mom called me, and I woke up.

I had a very vivid dream last night that I was riding on a float in our town's Christmas Parade with our local community theater group.

I was not planning on being on a float in the parade since I was working on the parade and handling logistics. I was walking around checking out all of the floats in the queue when someone with the community theater group asked if I could get on their float since they were missing a few people.

On the float, they were acting out different scenes from the Christmas Story Movie to promote the play we have every December that follows the move plot. I was asked to play the kid who got his tongue stuck the flag pole at school. I was flailing my arms and moving my upper body around acting like I was stuck. During the parade route, I remember looking around to see my friends who were watching the parade. I remember many taking a double take when we went by since they knew I do not normally act, and I was on the float acting that my tongue was stuck to the flag pole.

Not sure why I had this dream, but ride on the float and details of the parade route/crowd were both very vivid and exactly how I remember both from prior parades.

I was semi-lucid throughout the dream. I was kindof aware it was a dream, but it was basically a layer two. Most of the dream was spent with me walking circles around an fps map with a gun that could auto-aim as long as you're pointed in their general direction. There was only one opponent at the time so I didn't really get any action. I eventually found myself in a central point of the map where several people were gathered. The scene shifted as I was now in some sort of 2 story home with several tables about and people of all sorts waiting for some event to begin. I used telekinesis to break some glass and shift about some plates and cups off the tables, causing general destruction. The physics were all weird, so things were hard to move and they didn't fly very far. Sometimes they'd just slowly drift in the air. Some people were disturbed, but most people were just bothered that I kept making a mess. One old lady was different. She had a look on her face like something wasn't right. She recognized that this isn't how reality is meant to be at all. She asked me what was going on with her hand. She had a ring wrapped around her middle knuckle, fused into her hand. I told her she must be dreaming and that she would be able to control the dream if she realizes that fact. I then go downstairs to leave the home and as I get near the door someone on the floor grips my ankle and I can no longer drift away. As I look around I notice a full blown yonko from one piece ready to attack me while I'm trapped. I manage to make it outside with them chasing me. I start making slow progress into the air to escape, but I'm still dragged down by something. Unsure if it was the person who was still holding me or something else. I then noticed two more yonko appear as well as these enormous versions of the same yonko appear on the horizon. These things were unbelievably tall. Like bigger than any mountain you'd ever see tall. I kept getting beat into the air by the yonko as they took turns smacking me with their full might. They then all hit at once and I flew straight through one of the giant yonko and left a hole in them as I woke up.

Which yonko they were idk, but I'd assume big mom first; then big mom, kaido, and blackbeard. This whole last scene from the moment the old lady asked me what was going on until the dream ended only lasted about 38 seconds, or at least that was the final thought I had as I woke up.

Dream Fragment:

I was at my old home or some version of it. I was at the entrance hall and it was a bit dark but still daytime, suggesting it was the time just before sunset. H was there, but H looked like this actress from a TV show instead. She was crouched up in the middle of the room, in front of the dark stained wardrobe and I crouched next to H and started to cuddle, giving her a kiss and feeling how different her body was compared to what I should remember.

There is a transition and I'm outside, it's daytime but probably more around noon now. I remember walking by a few places that were altered from how they should be, namely D's building and its entrance. There were quite a few people there and I remember making small talk for some reason, but no idea what about.

I kept wandering the streets of my home town and eventually after going through a few streets that don't exist and a wall turning into an open street, I started to become sort of pre-lucid and gained some dream-control, not consciously thinking about it. There was a square or plaza of some kind, surrounded by short two or three story buildings, as expected, and people were just going about their business. But I wanted to feel alone and solemn in this place for some reason, so I snapped my fingers and most of them disappeared. A woman and her young boy didn't.

I snapped again, wanting rid of her from the scene. She wouldn't go. She walked up to me and started becoming antagonistic and asking why I wanted her to go. I didn't explain myself (perhaps I didn't know why either) and I eventually conceded and said "fine, if you won't leave, then I will", so I walked away across the plaza and into a small tunnel lit with fluorescent lights and as I did, she paced up quickly behind me, pushing me against a corner, hurting me, and twisting my right arm and gripping my bottom.

She said something that I can't remember word for word, which basically summed up to be about how I often am careless with caressing and cuddling H (making me cause pain by complete accident), and despite the pain she was inflicting on purpose, I laughed at its irony. In that moment, I felt a dire need to go to the bathroom, and I falsely woke up, then getting up from bed and going to the bathroom, and just as I sat on the toilet, I was in bed again, as if that was only imagined, but the urge to use the bathroom was suddenly gone.

Then I woke up truly and double checked how I felt, realising it was all just very realistic dream sensation.

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Some notes:

• This dream wasn't particularly vivid in terms of visual clarity but the physical sensations were quite strong overall.
• The woman who wouldn't go was some sort of anima manifestation. Often it isn't so antagonistic but her look was distinct from previous appearances, mostly marked by her shoulder-long hair being black this time. Her face was more chiselled, too. It was simply a more raw and aggressive look in general; ironically enough, what I would expect from my home region.
• Though I had some dream control, it was completely non-lucid. I could feel myself having some sort of pre-lucid thoughts but they didn't rise up enough for me to start gaining lucidity.
• The woman's young boy reminded me of myself when I was younger, but his role in the dream seemed to be minimal. He seemed to be there pretty much just to characterise the woman as a mother, as he pretty much just went off playing in the street without a care for what was happening.

+ flying from CH to seaside, find a cave to hide in, low/claustrophobic but should be able to lie down and waves won't reach head

+ (f) outside, cabin, countryside, some people (man and a girl?), I have a special key

+ outside, special computers, made from sausage-in-a-blankets, I'm a bit confused on how the circuitry works, slow teletype printers but these are supposed to be state-of-the-art, with people at a fence opening and closing sharp jaws on top I realize I have to be careful of my fingers or I may squish another fingertip like when I was a kid [true], I show my scared fingertip to the guy next to me, he sees something in my other fingernail, it looks like a hive of little black flies, I try to shake/dig them out but they keep coming out from the fingernail. A train is coming and I'm gathering my clothes and my laptop, I keep finding more clothes that I need to pack

+ wake with wife, light switch in hallway turns on A/C I think it should be on all the time, head out to yard on street across street to another bed there, notice a car full of young people who have stayed up all night, I get into that bed, pull the covers over me, get up, want to walk back to the house, holding a pillow between my "privates" and the car of young people, I notice they've all gotten out of the car and the girls are squatting on the ground, I think they're peeing, I keep walking but try to catch a glimpse of the "good stuff" over there.

+ cleaning machine #1, there are chunks of (food) outside it, I have a hose to clean it with, since the machine (and the hose) are electronic I have to be careful not to let the water drip back down into the mechanism, I start to clean it carefully.

+ cleaning machine #2: I have a pressure hose and there is a large piece of commercial cooking equipment (like an industrial cooktop/smoker?) with lots of left over chunks of food in it. I see brightly colored breakfast sausage links (green, blue, red). My hose has very high pressure and I'm a bit cautious that the line of (tourists)? standing/walking past on the right don't get sprayed.

+ choose the dessert at the celebration: there 's a line at the dessert counter, there are choices of small, medium, and very large. A young woman says something about the orange flavor. I'm looking for the flavor of what I've chosen, I think it's probably chocolate since it's brown, and it turns out I chose a very large size, I'm carrying it with me.

+ reaching for the food at the buffet (noodles or salmon). There's a woman to my right who is reaching for the plate of noodles on the buffet table that is very far away towards the back she has to lean way over, she's also blocking me so I'm waiting my turn (I also want the noodles). Someone says "you should have the salmon instead", I see the plate of salmon and reach for it and say (because I imagine that person will say "told you so!") that "I already intended to eat some salmon along with the noodles!

+ driving in the town near the mountain (landslide) (I'm making wide turns, I realize I have to be careful and more hold to the driving rules since I'm in the US) I see a demonstration of the mining operation. There is a stone door leading in to the hillside, there is a curtain (made of fabric stone?) that starts flapping open as the guy(s) inside start the demonstration. I see a stone watercourse inside with (hot spring) water flowing out towards the exit (towards me). the flap opens and hot water shoots out there's a guy inside and out pops a small thing I look at it it gets close to my food I'm looking at it under a microscope and I see a little living thing looks sort of like a maggot, then a new work suddenly grows/pops out from the first one, then another, each new worm popping out from the other ones, I say hey look at that, the demonstrator guy is also surprised, there is a crowd gathering and taking a look at this.

I wrote in my dream journal a lot this week, but did so in poor lighting, with poor posture, and while half asleep so I can't read most of it now.

So this is what I can gather, from this week. I had quite a few vivid dreams for some reason.

- Some sort of Star Wars like dream. There was a "ghost wall" or invisible shield, and a desert on an alien planet. I was an intergalactic warrior of some sort, I think. Or traveler.
- I had a dream about lucid dreaming, which was pretty cool. In that lucid dream, I flew over the ocean. However, I had somewhat of a false awakening after that; I think into a previous dream?
- A dream about Brandon Sanderson (who I am currently taking a class from!), which involved horror, a false awakening (possibly the same one as before?) and a boardwalk!
- The boardwalk had a very cool looking thrill ride, with two huge spinning cars. A friend of mine was there, and my brother.
- I dreamt that the local amusement park had moved closer to me, so I could walk to it! I could also fly.
- something about the Little Mermaid? lol
- something about a creepy mirror
- season pass to something (maybe the boardwalk or amusement park?)
- Dreamt that I was falsely accused at work for making obscene jokes. This is funny because we do this all the time at work and no one cares.
- Two other guys I knew from the past, "Dylan" and "Maz", as I'll call them, were...working? I can't read my handwriting.

I swear I normally have nice handwriting. Just not when I wake up at 3 AM to write a dream down. D:

I'm still gonna count that false awakening one as lucid, though!

I found myself in a warehouse where I usually work in waking life. I was talking to a co-worker and he tried to show me this paper. As I took it from him and tried to focus my eyes on it, I realize my vision was very blurry. I thought this was odd due to the fact that I wear contacts. I remember looking around and realize everything around me was very blurry. Almost to total darkness. I started to pick at my eyeball to remove the contacts.

That's when everything went in to total darkness as I started to realize I was lucid dreaming. I could still feel my dream body but then even that went away and I could feel my physical body laying in bed. I made sure my eyes were close and my body was still unable to move. With in a few short seconds I felt consciousness zap back in to the dream world. My dream body felt like it was in tremendous pain. I could feel myself getting up from the floor.

As I look around I notice I was in outer space inside a space ship. I couldn't believe it lol. This is the first time I am in outer space lucid anyway. I went up to the large window and saw the stars and the colored gas around me. It was amazing, I then went through some odd technology that got me to the other parts of the ship. This ship was huge inside, had many places with a lot of zig zag like passages.

I continue walking as I saw an eye of ra sign stamp on one of the windows. I then finally saw people and I could now tell the dream scene change to me being outside and no longer in space. I walk through a couple of people and didn't bother talking to any of them. I then approach these 3 very tall women and told them they seem odd. They didn't like what I said and sent two goons that came out of no where.

Once I saw this I began to laugh and start running. They follow me to this gate where I decided to use some dream control and made float up to the gate and glue them on there. I then started climbing a rope to see how far I could get up top the house without feeling physically fatigue. I then saw the guys break free of their confinement and began chasing me again. I jogged through grass feeling great.

I felt I could stay in this dream for a very long time. I then continue jogging in till I saw another co-worker of mine. I began talking to her after we greeted each up and I was just stunned that she appeared exactly as a replica in waking life. I had to assure myself that I was indeed dreaming. She sounded the same too and I explore the dream world with and explain to her what this was. Since I know in waking life she likes to question everything.

Soon my brother came along and talk to me. After that I wanted to wake up and made myself awaken.

I had a new dream last night involving riding between my mom and my sister. In this dream, it was June 1998, the summer after my freshman year in college when I was 19 years old. In this dream, my mom borrowed my uncles 1980’s white Mazda pickup truck so we could go to Home Depot to get a new grill for our dad for Father’s Day. The dream was very vivid.

When the dream starts, we are getting ready to leave the house to go to Home Depot. When mom sees that I am ready to go, she suggests that I go on out and get in the truck. She reminds me that I will be riding in the middle since it is an even day and my sister has chosen to sit by the window. I try to argue with mom about this since my sister is younger and shorter than me and could get by in the middle better. I tell mom that I will just follow them in my Jeep, but she says that she really wants the 3 of us ride together in the truck. I look outside and see the truck is also parked behind my Jeep and know I am stuck riding in the middle of the truck since it is blocking my Jeep in.

When mom again asks me to go on out to the truck, I reluctantly walk outside and towards to small white Mazda pick-up that is parked behind my Jeep in the driveway.

When I get to the passenger side door, I open it and take a seat on the light brown vinyl bench seat. I close the door and then slowly slide over to the middle seat where I will have the sit. It is a summer day and the vinyl seat is kind of hot of my legs. The middle seat is really uncomfortable since I have to put my feet on a hump and straddle the stick shift while my knees bump against the a/c controls. Since I am by myself in the truck, I decide to move back to the passenger seat since there is no point sitting in the middle when I am in the truck by myself. I go ahead and buckle the shoulder belt hoping my sister will just climb over me and get in the middle if I am already in the passenger seat. After a minute of two in the truck, in noticed that the cab stinks and is starting to get hot so I turn the brown cranks to roll down the windows. Soon fresh air is coming in cooling off the cab and making things smell better.

After I have been waiting in the truck about 5 minutes, I see my sister walking out of the house and towards the truck. She is wearing a white graphic t-shit, light blue bell bottom jeans, and tan wedge sandals. When she gets to the passenger side door and opens it up and tells me to scoot over because I am riding in the middle. I reluctantly undo my seat belt and move again to the uncomfortable middle seat. She suggests I go ahead and buckle-up. I tell her I will buckle when mom get in. She reminds me that I need to go ahead and buckle before she gets in since she will be sitting over my buckle. I reluctantly put the brown lap belt around my waist and then my sister gets into the passenger seat beside me. I have to lean towards the driver’s seat so that my sister can get her seatbelt in the buckle.

While we wait for mom, we are wedged-up against each other. My feet are both on the brown hump in the middle with my knees bumping up against the a/c controls and my legs straddling the stick shift. Not long after she gets in, she also notices the cab smells bad. I am now noticing the strong smell of her vanilla body spray and her breath which stinks. My nose is now being tortured between the smell of the cab, my sisters body spray, and her breath.

I am not enjoying waiting for mom. My sister keeps invading my space, putting her head on my shoulder, smiling at me, and breathing in my face. I cannot get away from her and just want mom to come on out so we can get to Home Depot and back home.

Mom finally is locking-up the house about 15-20 minutes after my sister got in the truck. She opens the driver’s side door and sits down in the empty driver’s seat. As soon as she is in her seat and has closed her door her body is wedge-up against my left side like my sister is wedged up against my right. I am officially squished between them with no personal space. As mom is putting the key in the ignition, she also comments that something smells bad. I tell her the truck smelled when I got in. While she is talking, I notice her breath is worse than my sisters.

It takes mom a few minutes of turning the key and pumping on the accelerator before she gets the truck started. One it starts, she reaches for the shifter between my legs and shifts it to reverse.

The drive to Home Depot lasts about 15 minutes and is not very pleasant. I am wedged between my mom and sister with no personal space. I can smell their breath whenever they talk and sometimes my sister is putting her head on my shoulder because she knows it annoys me. I just hope that no-one I know will see my riding between my mom and sister in my uncles’ crappy old truck.

When we are parked at Home Depot, my sister opens the passenger side door and she and then I get out of the truck. It feels great to finally have some personal space again. As we are walking through the parking lot, mom tells me I should check my shoe because it looks like I stepped in something. I look get to a traffic island and see that I have stepped in a big pile of dog poop and that is what I was smelling in the truck. I spend a few minutes trying to clean my shoe on the gravel in the traffic island and then head into Home Depot and meet-up with my mom and sister in front of the grills.

By the time I get to them, they have already picked-out the grill they want to get for him. There is another gill I think dad would like better, but they have already made their mind up and overrule me. We wait a while for an employee to come and get the large box for the grill we want down form an upper shelf and then put it on a flat shopping cart. I want to go look around, but mom wants me to stay with them so we will be ready to leave once we get the grill.

Once the grill is on the shopping cart, we wait for a while in the check-out line since the store is crowded. Again, I want to look around, but mom wants me to stay with them. We finally get checked out and then leave the store and head back towards the truck.

Once we get back to the truck, it takes both me and my sister to get the grill from the flat orange shopping cart to the bed of the truck. When we have it loaded, I see that mom has already unlocked and opened the passenger side door. I offer to take the cart back to the store, but mom says she will handle since I need to get in the truck first since I am in the middle. My sister is ready to get in and so I have to go ahead and get in the truck and slide over to the middle seat. As soon as I am buckled, she gets into the passenger seat and closed the door. I am thankful that the truck doesn’t smell as bad as it did earlier, and I did not track any dog poop into it.

My sister and I have to wait for a few minutes because mom sees some she knows and is talking to them. I am thankful it is not someone I recognize. While we wait for mom, my sister is invading my space again and breathing in my face.

Mom eventually gets in and gets the truck started after just a few cranks. The drive back is as unpleasant as the ride over was with both of them invading my space and breathing in my face. On the way home, mom stops at a gas station because she wants to return the truck to my uncle with a full tank. I offer to get out and pump the gas but end up being stuck waiting in the truck with my sister because she doesn’t want to get out. We have to wait for around 10 minutes while mom pumps the gas and then goes in to pay and my sister keeps putting her head on my shoulder again and breathing in my face. When mom gets back in, the truck starts right up, and we drive back home.

When we get back home, my sister and I have to get the grill out of the back of the truck and then carry it to my dads’ workshop in the back yard while mom gets a sheet to cover it with. The grill is heavy, and we have to stop and take a few breaks between the truck and the tool shed.

The dream ends when I get back to the house and lay down on the couch in the family room to watch TV. I am very happy to finally have my own space and not be stuck between them.

On Tuesday night, I had really disturbing dream I have from time to time about my fathers passing this summer. This is the first time I have had this dream since before Christmas.

The dream starts with me driving my SUV rushing to get to the hospital because my father has had a few setbacks and my not survive.

I get to the hospital and spend the day with him and other family members. He is still lucid and carrying on converstations with all of us. During the day, we have several scares where his vitals drop to dangerous levels but they keep bouncing back.

My uncle and I decide to spend the night at the hospital with him since his vitals are still not stable for long periods of time.

Everything seems to be going ok for the first few hours and then around 11PM they start dropping out of control and the doctors tell my uncle and I we need to let the rest of the family know.

I wake up form this dream when I am pulling out my cell phone to call my mom and let her know dad has taken a turn for the worse and she needs to get to the hospital.

I did not have this dream recur last night (1/15). I normally go a long time between when it recurs and hope that continues to happen since it is so disturbing and reminds me of the worse night of my life.

I am in some convenience store, waiting for Makayla. I think she said she would be right back or something. She’s taking forever though, and even the Indian? clerk in here notices it. I watch as he rings up two Hispanic? men for a six pack. I think the beer is some bigger name brewery but a weird fruit flavor. I then think it might not be half bad, in a guilty pleasure kind of way. I think about how six packs don’t last that long. Tired of waiting, I talk out and to the right to go find her. It is pretty dark out. There is a covering over a few spaces in this lot. There is also a pool table, at which Makayla is lining up a shot. She seems me and keeps on smiling without a care in the world.