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    1. Thursday, December 15

      by , 04-05-2023 at 11:04 PM
      I am at a brewery (that seems familiar to another dream). There is a modest counter, a large window on its left side and an open doorway to its right. I think there are a couple of others here. Iím standing close to the wood counter so I can read the menu and the bartender looks expectantly at me as if Iím ready. The menu is made of a wood slat for each option - there are maybe 8 or so, a standard sampling of styles.
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    2. Wednesday, December 14

      by , 04-05-2023 at 11:04 PM
      I am in some small building or single room. It kind of seems like a small, furnished shed. Itís carpeted, and I think there are some cabinets. It seems to be a perfect square, and thereís a window or two. Iíve now eaten an egg yolk from somewhere in here. It seems to be in a membrane and, purposefully, I swallow it whole, it catching slightly on the way down. (I noticed that the yellow yolk was especially embryo shaped. I now have a psychedelic hallucination. It is intense (completely altering my current reality) and profound.



      Iím at a bar or some other entertainment venue. The building seems to be a large square. The bar counter, another square or rectangle, is in the center. There is an event happening, or it is just generally busy. Ben from work comes in and sits at a chair not at a table. His eyes are red and very heavy-lidded, and sure enough he starts saying how Ďthis strainí got him really high. Now, I notice a girl sitting at the bar who looks like Reilly. (I think that it is her, enough though she looks different). She is alone and remains so for a while. I watch as her and the female bartender flirt with each other.
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    3. Monday, December 12

      by , 04-05-2023 at 11:03 PM
      Iím at our apartment complex when I see three large, black dogs off leash outside one of the units. The layout here seems similar to our complex, but everything looks different. There are quite a few people in the unit (I think a door or window is open, enabling me to see inside at a glance) and someone is devoting some of their attention to playing fetch with the dogs. The dogs seem friendly from here and like they wonít really wander, but I donít appreciate the disregard of the rules, especially because we live two buildings over and always have Stella on a leash. Iím by our unit now with Melissa and Stella. One of the dogs is over here, without an owner, but Stella is now being reactive to it. She actually climbs completely on top of the dog and begins humping it. Iím surprised that it, a larger male, doesnít react.



      Iím in some fairly crowded building. Iím behind what seems to be a merch counter when I notice two girls, one of which is wearing a Led Zeppelin shirt. A man by her asks her who wrote Stairway to Heaven. She replies with something wildly wrong. The other girl chuckled and says ďno, Jimmy PageĒ. Iím now walking through the building (it seems similar to the GSR), aware that Iím wearing a Grateful Dead shirt. I pass a man who I think is also wearing one. I see him see my shirt and then he asks Ďwhat year?í He seems excited and not patronizing. We were walking in opposite directions, but I turn to walk with him. I tell him itís just generic and not a certain year but that Iíve probably heard any given year. I continue talking to him and he looks like he didnít expect me to. I tell him that Dead and Co shoreline Ď17 was my first live Dead music experience. ďCompletely sober - a minority, I know,Ē I say. He says heíd eat anything given to him. I describe the joy at the opening notes of St. Stephen, even though I realize it was actually Playing in the Band. This moment recalls the profundity of it, which I think he is sharing in now.