Dream Logs DWN-12

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Wandering round streets at night. For whatever reason, I climbed up some two-story high rock formations (very similar to those found in the Bronx), despite having footwear unsuited for the task. At the top, I noticed a toddler dangerously close to the edge, whom I guided away. Later visited a party in an apartment suite, where that kid and his family were guests.

Eating potroast chicken. It wasn't done.

Walking around a highly altered version of my town at night. I cut through an occupied park. I trying to avoid those there by keeping near a nearby lake, but found it was impossible to get through that way. A pre-teen and his dad blurted insults at me. Tried ignoring it, but was too frustrated. So, I went back to try to pick a fight with the dad, though a security guard passed by, and drove me off. Later, I find the shorter route home has been flooded. I feared going through the detour, as I "knew" a psychotic pimp roamed around there.