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    1. Monday, June 29

      by , 06-30-2020 at 06:25 AM
      I am walking in Momís neighborhood when I notice an old lady staring at me from behind the wooden fence around her yard. Sheís wearing sunglasses, some kind of hat, and I think a mask. Despite all this obscuration, I can tell that sheís older (maybe also because I think sheís wearing a sweat suit). As I walk, I look back, turn, and flip her off with both middle fingers. I donít think I expected a reaction, but I can tell itís really set her off. I think she wants to come out and fight me. I can see her starting to go through the house to come out here. I think about taking a right at this street, but think Iíll be highly visible. I hear her shouting in the house for someone to come get me and/or call the cops. Instead, I turn around and head through some marshy area with a walking path through it. I run across a white bridge that is a contrast to the dim water and marshy greenery. This seems to happen in slow motion, and I have time to notice how beautiful this scene is. I think that I should remember it so it might have an effect on my dreams or something similar. I think thereís one more bridge but also that Iíll have to walk through the water at some point. I think Iím wearing slippers? Earlier I also noticed how I was wearing fairly bright colored clothes. I think the police may be close.




      Iím with Melissa on what seems to be a small porch? Itís really more of a small, flat protrusion from the side of a house, with mesh sidings and top. Itís just big enough for us two and I think the bottom of it is some kind of padding. All of it is black. We seem to be fairly high up and overlooking a long beach. I think weíre both naked. My head is close to between her legs, and I start going down on her. She crawls on top of me and I continue.
    2. Sunday, June 28

      by , 06-30-2020 at 06:09 AM
      I am working at a Starbucks, I think with Lauren. The space seems fairly large, and this counter is very long. Currently it is very busy, and the line is double backed at least once. I sense impatience in some of the customers towards the back, but we are both working as hard and fast as we can. Thereís also nobody else here that can help. I think we finally get through the line.
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    3. Saturday, June 27

      by , 06-30-2020 at 05:59 AM
      I am walking outside somewhere, I think with Dad and one other around my age. The landscape is of a desert, but not really the Nevada desert (maybe more like Arizona). We come upon the start of a small creek, literally the spot where it is coming up through the ground. It then increases in size until within only a few yards itís become turgid. In the places where the water is still, I notice how it is a bright, opaque turquoise. It is very striking on the brown and sparse green. We follow this river until it leads to an opening in a slight hillside. The opening then becomes a natural tunnel, maybe 20 feet across and 20 feet high. The river has carved its spot along the bottom and we walk a few feet higher than it, along a path set into the left hand side. As I walk, I push some of the soil down on the right side of the path, as it feels unsturdy. We now begin to think that thisíll lead to Mexico, which makes us think this is a drug smuggling tunnel, which causes us to turn around and leave with some vigor and fear, lest we get caught here.




      I am in the bathroom of some public place (or maybe a private place, but where others would be using this bathroom). The room is plain and white. Lifting the toilet lid, I see someone hasnít flushed. I do so and am revolted when the feces refuses to move, let alone flush. The single piece is impossibly large, probably almost a foot long and a few inches high. I am again revolted when I remember that itís mine. I prod it with an object but it will not break apart.




      I am outside with some unfamiliar boy about my age or younger. I think that he looks Asian, but he tells me heís an exchange student from Ethiopia. The landscape is desert and weíre outside of an empty looking storefront that seems to be the only thing around. He makes a comment about the heat, either that itís a lot more or less than Ethiopia.
      *I think this mightíve been before the first dream/he was the other person in it.
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