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    1. Wednesday, June 22

      by , 06-22-2022 at 11:46 PM
      Iím at work when a regular comes up to the counter to check out. He talks with me, asking if/when his orders will be in. I nicely tell him not yet, thinking itís way too early in the day/too soon after he ordered them to be asking. He then gestures at the countertop and asks about the Ďwallí that weíre going to be putting up. I think about the old sneeze guards, but donít really think thatís what heís getting at. I nicely tell him I have no idea.
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    2. Saturday, June 18

      by , 06-22-2022 at 11:38 PM
      Something about watching Apollo for a night. Iím with Melissa and walking over to Crystalís house (it seems close to where we live). We enter the house and it seems fairly large. It seems dim but moonlit. I think we have Stella with us and weíre going to stay here or bring Apollo over to our place.



      Iím outside in a place that looks similar to Frenchmanís. With Stella, Iím jogging down a gray asphalt path. Itís a pretty steep downhill and continues in a straight line. We pass more and more cars and people the further we go. It levels off now and we turn to go back uphill, which already feels harder.
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    3. Thursday, June 16

      by , 06-16-2022 at 09:37 PM
      Iím with Melissa and taking Stella to a pool. It feels like the pool at our complex but a little different. It seems weíre approaching it the same way as we really would, but there is no fence. Right away I notice two guys (one in the regular at work, Blair) and their black and white border collie in the water. Stella doesnít react to it. Now I feel alone or just separate from them. In the pool, which looks like a long oval with a skinny section in the middle that also seems to be a hot tub, I swim and submerge myself. Someone? asks if Iím doing it to get away from everyone. I think to myself that sheís not entirely wrong.
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    4. Wednesday, June 15

      by , 06-16-2022 at 09:36 PM
      (fragment) Iím sleeping in a room with Melissa. Itís unfamiliar and the bed feels like itís in an alcove. I wake up and feel like we have fans on and the AC on a very low temperature, so I ask if we can turn it off.

      *Iím sure this is from sleeping in a much colder temperature than we have been, especially with the covers coming off of me at times.
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    5. Monday, June 13

      by , 06-16-2022 at 09:33 PM
      Phil Lesh is showing me a round trip route on a map. The route is marked in red or yellow and passes through what looks like Idaho, Montana, and Wyoming (possibly including Colorado and Utah). I think it sounds like a fun trip and really consider driving it. He says there are two options through the state at the end - I see the line snaking up the full color topographical map. He says the one way is just small towns and Smithís (the store) and the other is scenery. His tone makes the small towns sound unpleasant and I think Iíd want to go the way with the scenery, envisioning both.
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    6. Friday, June 10

      by , 06-16-2022 at 09:33 PM
      Iím with either Julia or Jessica or both in some unfamiliar room. It seems more like a motel than a house. Someone (the maintenance guy that lives in the building next to us) starts coming over and I know heís going to get in, in a threatening way. I go around to lock all the doors (the locks look like that on the side door at work). Heís here now and saying something threatening as he tries to force open the locked handle. I watch it bend from the force. Heís inside this room now, facing Jessica and Julia, me facing his back. I watch as he shoots at something (not them) with a tiny black pistol. I think I now run to get a gun, shooting him when I return. He lies face down and I kneel on top to restrain his arms, as heís still struggling. I call out for them to get a gun (I guess Iím not aware that I just had one) so I can finish it. It takes a while, but I think they finally do. I think I shoot him in the head, looking down at the resulting carnage. His body is moved now and I see indentations in the carpet and the spherical silver bullets about the circumference of a quarter within.

      *I canít recall many emotions during the last part of this dream. It seems that what I was doing did not feel wrong, though itís obviously disturbing to write down now.
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    7. Sunday, June 5

      by , 06-16-2022 at 09:31 PM
      Iím in a large house on the ocean shore. It is Dadís birthday, but Makayla and I jokingly run away from him when he shows up. He takes it personally and the look on his face says so. Iím going to try to find him a book here to make up for it. This room looks like a large foyer, books lining the top of every wall on a high shelf. They all look like Franklin Library or similar. Some are more ornate than Iíve ever seen. There are a couple of thick Dostoevskys, the binding looking like his portrait in stained glass. I think about getting these for myself. I know that Dad wants [a certain title] that has to do with maritime, so I search for it. I do find the title, but itís combined in one volume with The Red and the Black by Stendhal. I open it to find itís in a weird font that is pre highlighted, I think each character in a different color. I donít like it. I find one more pre highlighted and spiral bound. Again, I donít like it. Al shows up now and offers to help. Looking to the shelves, I tell her Iíve looked through every single title. She hands me a book on the old west as a recommendation. I flip through it and see some familiar figures in the illustrations/photographs, such as Judy Garland as Dorothy. Appreciative, I tell her I will take this one. Now, through a window or open door I see Dad walking along the beach with a beer bottle in hand and talking to himself. It is dark out. Heís sad about us abandoning him and, staggering and slurring, says he is going to see [someone]. I feel really bad about this. Now, Julia is here and it feels late at night. She says something and I say ďthese shrooms are starting to feel goodĒ (I mustíve taken them a bit ago). I go into a room here, hers?, that has a nicely made bed with a fuzzy gray color theme. The rest of the room has the same aesthetic.

      *Melissa asked last night what Iím getting Dad for Fatherís Day and I told her I didnít know. She then brought up Carlosí birthday. I commented on the Franklin Library copy of Ulysses Iím reading and grabbed a Franklin Library copy of Crime and Punishment at work. The things in brackets are specific details present in the dream that Iíve since forgotten.
    8. Saturday, June 4

      by , 06-16-2022 at 09:30 PM
      Iím walking Stella somewhere outside, a fairly wide dirt path, when I pass an older man with his dog, what looks like a retriever. Stella does well with being able to pass the dog without meeting it. There is a culvert off to the side, maybe 8+ feet long. Itís almost filled completely with running water and Stella decides to get into it. In an instant, sheís completely submerged and I can only feel by the pull of the long leash how far into it she is. I initially remain calm, hoping Iíll be able to remain calm, hoping Iíll be able to hold onto the leash until I can just run and grab her on the other side. This then does not feel possible, so I call for help from Dad who is now here. Stella is somehow still being swept down this stream that only seems a few inches deep. It is rocky as well and feels like itís underground, as I run to catch up with her. With all of my might, I eventually do.



      Iím going into a Dead and Company concert with Melissa. The indoor venue seems like something comparable in size to the Reno Events Center. Thereís a simple white folding table in the foyer and some hassle with the middle aged white man in getting our tickets. I succeed in getting them and we go in. Itís close to empty, so we hurry toward the front. Thereís no GA, only seats. When I ask, Melissa says she doesnít care where we sit, which kind of irritates me. At first we go up too high, so we try lower. There are now some people here and we have to squeeze by them in their seats. The band is on the stage now, all unfamiliar except for Bob Weir, the rest seeming much younger. I notice the drummer playing but donít hear any music. Bob is wearing a black cloth face mask which he removes and gives to one of the younger band members to wear. This makes no sense to me but I try to let it go.
    9. Wednesday, June 1

      by , 06-01-2022 at 10:16 PM
      Iím with Makayla outside of what looks like my apartment. I have taken some acid. Makayla must know this, because she asks if Iím feeling high. Walking up the stairs I start to feel spacey, so I admit it and tell her yes. Sensations feel amplified and I feel euphoric and ready to laugh at anything. Inside now, my whole visual field instantly shifts to look like a static overlay on the scene. It is fairly intense, putting me on edge a bit.
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    10. Saturday, May 28

      by , 06-01-2022 at 10:15 PM
      Iím at a concert venue. It is full of people but I donít think I currently hear any music. I seem to be off to the side of the stage in what feels like a dugout. The crowd starts a circle pit with the inner group moving in one direction and the outer group in the other. At this point, I know itís a Grateful Dead concert, so this feels very out of place. I see the rest of the crowd sitting on the grass facing the stage and I end up over there. Itís a sea of faded tie dye and friendly faces. I end up next to a girl near my age with two others. We start talking and I mention that itís my first show. She gleefully exclaims this to those around. In my mind, the year is 1981 and the show is more than halfway over (though itís fully light out). Thinking of songs Iíd like to hear, Morning Dew and Black Muddy River come to mind.
      *A movie came on at Blind Dog last night and my guess was that it was filmed around Ď81 due to the hair and clothes styles.



      Iím at an empty park with a large play structure. Mark approaches, so I say something like ĎYou have something in, I take it.í He says yes as I walk up to a section of the equipment to grab it for him (I donít notice anywhere with books or even a shelf). Now we are in what looks like an almost empty living room. Zoe and Nicola are here, each at a computer. Mark is going to order some more; I pull up Amazon on a computer as he sits behind me. The first one comes out to more than $40, to which he gruffly says no. He seems a little less friendly than usual and is wearing darker clothes and a ballcap. I notice and get frustrated with how dim it is in here, so I go to open these blinds just like the ones in our apartment. I twist the rod and every blind looks like itís starting to split.
    11. Friday, May 27

      by , 06-01-2022 at 10:13 PM
      I am with Julia and maybe some others. Weíre walking along a rocky creek bed. The rocks are dark gray, smooth, and large enough to create a few feet of space between us and the water below. I end up climbing down to the water. Julia reacts as if I shouldnít be doing this, but I think itís fine. I continue further, eventually submerging and then surfacing in a large, circular pool. The walls seem to be stone, though possibly with windows around towards the top, like a cross between a natural space and an aquarium. There are several sea animals swimming in here with me. Jon is here also and I think I jump into the water once or twice.



      I am walking outside when I pass by someoneís yard. The path seems to go right next to the chain link fence. The yard is fairly large and at a slight incline. Thereís a large rock right by the fence; I climb up onto it. There are two dogs here and I am impressed as one climbs onto the steep side of the rock. Iím not sure if the dogs are coming over to be protective, but I end up playing with them. A younger middle aged lesbian couple come out of the house through its back door and start to apologize for the dogs, but I donít mind at all. I throw a ball for the dogs. I also sense the couple is tired and trying to go to bed.
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    12. Wednesday, May 25

      by , 06-01-2022 at 10:12 PM
      Iím in either a pool or hot tub with Melissa. According to its circular shape and small size, itís a hot tub - I just canít tell if the waterís hot or not. There are also no jets running. It seems like this hot tub is in a slight alcove and partially covered by a ceiling. Weíre facing the rest of the patio; itís empty save for one younger, blond woman. A teenaged looking girl comes over and asks if weíll need towels. She seems behind schedule and like sheís doing the bare minimum. Melissa and I glance at each other and tell her no. She comes back in a moment with a roll of paper towels and sets them on the water. I hesitate and then grab them out. Melissa is now sitting close to me in the water and Iím touching her between her legs, under the bathing suit. She is fine with it until I start to go inside, after which she says Ďplease stop.í



      Iím outside somewhere with Julia and Jessica. The area looks maybe like an empty parking lot beside a park. The trees are flourishing and casting solid shadows to contrast with the golden sunlight. Theyíve set up some games, I think as an event for Grassroots. The only one who shows up is a very genial black man and his son (around 7 years old?). One of these games involves a tiny Ďhoopí. Iíve taken it in my hand and inverted it. It feels more like a paper cup and now I worry about getting it back on right. Another looks like a tank on four wheels that can be towed. Itís filled with what looks like different colored cotton balls. I think the Ďhoopí goes on top and then the object is to drop a marble/jelly bean? and follow it down. The little boy is now playing with multiple soccer balls.
    13. Saturday, May 21

      by , 06-01-2022 at 10:11 PM
      Iím at what looks like Basecamp with someone else - Makayla? This space seems a little more open and the floors look harder than the usual padding. Iím in my street shoes but I still step up to try a problem. The holds are blue, the small one after the starting hold quite a ways away. I attempt it not expecting to get far at all and end up sticking the first move. I do lose my grip and swing off after holding it for a few seconds.
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    14. Thursday, May 19

      by , 06-01-2022 at 10:11 PM
      Iím at some club (I donít ever see its name, but I think itís One Up). Iím with some others, but Iím not sure who. At the entrance I give the bouncer my ID, though it seems like he wasnít going to ask for it. We are the only ones in here. The space is small and each wall is an overwhelming LCD display of moving neon, psychedelic patterns. There is talk of going to get high and I think Iíll join, imagining how the walls will look. Outside now, it looks like a bland strip mall and I see someone familiar. He is moving some doors. I go over to help him, screwing two doors together and screwing the bottom of the door? After I finish, I realize Iíve done it backwards, so I tell him Iíll have to start over. It seems like he is waiting on me.
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    15. Tuesday, May 17

      by , 06-01-2022 at 10:09 PM
      Iím outside somewhere, maybe an apartment complex. I have Stella with me and notice a couple with a dog approaching. It looks like a black border collie and I recognize it as a dog Stella has seen several times but hasnít been able to meet. Stella notices the dog, but the couple keeps approaching. The man, shirtless and fit, wearing sunglasses and a stoic expression, asks if he can ask me something. I say yes and then ask if our dogs can meet because theyíre so close right now and havenít gotten to meet. He amicably says yes and I explain that she gets frustrated when sheís on leash and canít meet other dogs. Their dog, what now looks like a retriever, sits by me and playfully chews on my fingers. I clearly feel its sharp little teeth. Stella is very close but is largely ignoring the dog. Now one of them jumps to his back and he catches it with his hands behind his back. He never asks me what he was going to.



      Iím walking into a building, a restaurant or something similar. Iím also a woman or dressed as one. I have on a light blonde wig that is not very convincing. I think I also have womenís clothes on. There is attention on me as I walk through to the restroom; Iím aware that I donít fully look like a woman and stand out to judgmental people but donít really care. I walk with confidence. Thereís a small 90 degree hallway into the restroom, the floor of which is very cluttered with what looks like green foam blocks. Theyíre hard to get around and I think of what a hazard/liability they are. In the restroom now, the urinals are taken and 2-3 people are waiting. (I went into the menís, slightly unsure, because I think I still have a penis). I notice two stereotypical straight white men who I know are going to throw a fit about me being in here.
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