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Several dreams in the late morning/noon, all pretty weird and cool. In one, I was given a disc by someone (an old woman?). I think it was a heavy metal album. I asked someone in reality (or I thought it was) to immediately Google the band and album name to see if it existed. I think I was trying to prove a theory I had about dreams. Super meta, right? Of course, the person Googling wasn't real either. He messed around on his desktop (opening and closing irrelevant programs) and wasted my precious dream time. I woke up before we got any results.

At one point I met an old schoolmate of mine, Yannick VM. After interacting for a bit, I think he realized I was no longer as big of a dick as I used to be, and he got a little less cautious.

So, once again, I was leaving (?) SCHOOL. Nine years later and I'm still having nightly dreams about schools. Fuck. Anyway, I left the place running. I ran on some kind of wooden walkway through what looked like a park. Eventually I ended up... back in a fucking school. I was an adult though, but I still feared running across the courtyard the way I did would draw attention from the teachers. Then, the scene changed. The environment changed into a desert. The school was still there I think, but swallowed up by dunes of sand. The sand had a red hue. It reminded me more of the Australian outback than the Sahara, Gobi or American deserts. I was sitting in a dune buggy now all of a sudden. I was feeling the sand, running it through my hands - amazed how 'realistic' it felt.

I think I was with my brother, investigating a crashed semi truck. I was listening to ASMR at the time (while sleeping), and the girl talking in the video was "translated" in the dream. Some of her sentences were kept intact, but some were changed or added completely. The things she said were pretty comical. It sounded like a radio playing in the background. Oddly, I could also see images that accompanied the person speaking. While doing things in the dream. So I was seeing two things at the same time. The mind is amazing.

I am at a party somewhere in the USA, aparently i live there now. The party is in an underground basement with two rooms, all of their walls are black and loud music is playing from an unknown source, people are talking to me and laughing like crazy drunks, i don't understand what they are saying and i don't really care. My phone is in my hand and i'm browsing like facebook or something, which is a thing i'd never even consider doing at a party, because i hate the kind of people that do this thing.

Before i know it, i'm in a hallway, in what seems to be a communist style looking building(we have lots of those where i live)only it's in the center of New York. I have the feeling that i'm somewhere between the 20th and 23rd floor and i see myself from 3rd person perspective. Something sad has happened, but i can't remember what i put my palms on my face and someone comes and tells me something, i think it was one of my friends.
Before i could answer i found myself skateboarding infront of the statue of liberty, but um... it was in the middle of the city.

Next thing i find myself on a mountain road with my dad, he's driving me somewhere with a buggy(you know those car thingys) He's shouting at me about something, but i don't remember what. Then without any expectation we fly of the road and down the side of the mountain. For some reason we are both very chill about all that and my dad even says. "It's cool, you gotta learn how to handle these situations." We manage to stop unharmed and i get off the buggy. My dad dissapeared so i continue down the mountain. I reach a point where i get stuck and the scenery suddenly changes. Now i'm in some kind of abandoned room full of computers, like brands i've never heard before and all kinds of funky designs and what not, i even browse one of their desktops, but i find nothing interesting and go out of the room. I'm at the same spot i got stuck in, but now i can move. I go down a bit more and i end up on another mountain road, but this time there are people all around me cutting down trees, i don't even care (which is strange, because in the waking life i get really pissed about those things, people often label me as a hippie and stuff.) I see a green car, the people in it offer me a ride and i accept. After like 2 minutes they tell me to get off and say that they'd be back in a minute, i waited for them for more than 5 minutes and decided to continue on foot. I'm reaching the end of the forrest and people are no longer cutting down trees. I find myself on a beach and right there coast line is the hotel i live in, i have to go down some stairs first, but i can barely walk, my heel hurts(I got it injured while skateboarding in the waking life)I don't even go into my room i just turn around and walk back into the forrest to get myself a new PC, after a while i was in that abandoned room again, looking for the perfect computer, but i lost interest again and i woke up..