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These are recent dream fragments from the past week. Each of them was very vivid.

#1: I was staring at my kitchen counter. Several boxes were stacked on top of each other of different food products. I believe cake batter was one of them. On top of that was a giant ant with its legs spread out in all directions like a spider but the head and pincers were pointing straight up. (This was extremely vivid and startled me awake grossed out.)

#2: I noticed a hole in my living room floor. A table was leaking dust or crumbs into the hole which was about the size of a penny. I was looking at the hole for termites. The floor vanished and I was able to see under my house. I saw webs, and gray looking burrows. It was pretty nasty.

Then, I noticed a python curling around. It noticed me too. I stepped to the side to get out of its range of attack which (strangely) placed me in my backyard about 20ft away from the living room. The very realistic snake started to come towards me. I sprayed it with Raid directly in the face, nose, and mouth. It barely seemed phased. I felt it was about to strike me at any moment and that it was unsafe to pass this area.

#3: My GF and I were arguing. She ran away from me and cut across a Tennis court at night... Later in the dream we were talking in my cellar (where the snake was in the dream above). There was a latter and a trapdoor that led up to the living room. (This trapdoor doesn't exist in real life, but this modification is similar to the Olden Attic dream. This is not a location I spend time or think about. It's cramped, dusty, and basically a storage area.)

My house was a combination of my present home, my childhood home, and my Grandparents Victorian home. My GF was with me, and I got the impression other people were around the house but early in the dream I didn't see them. The visuals were vibrant and realistic.

I asked my GF to wait for me in the attic for some reason. She had just taken a shower and agreed happily. I went into the bathroom after she got out, and I could hear her moving around the floor above me. (Hearing people through walls is a dream sign: Dream 005 & Blackbird Flying) I went down stairs, which led to a weird mix of my Grandparents Victorian and my childhood home. My Mom was down there in a ground level green sitting room. It had a small curtained window with blue dusk light spilling out around the edges of the curtain. She was day dreaming or deeply in thought. We had small talk for a while.

I decided not to keep my GF waiting any longer, I entered my middle bedroom which actually exists in my present house. Inside the closet, there was an extremely old looking pull down latter. I climbed up the latter about 10ft into a small square attic with four shelves. On the shelves were lots of stuffed animals and books. I felt confused. I saw no where else to go. (Recall gets hazy.) From behind me someplace came a woman I took to be one of my cousins, but, never got a clear look at her and didn't recognize her. She pointed out a black and white brochure that recorded the history of one of my ancestors who's books were stored in this attic. There were many unusual sounding books (none of which I recall the exact name of). I remember thinking, a few of these books I would like to "check out" of this library. (Recall gets hazy.)

After looking at the brochure, the space in the attic had opened up. There was a series of rooms situated on the beams in the attic precariously. None had walls, some "rooms" required a leap over weak "fall through" points between beams. There was a group of family members up there with me by this point. None who I recognized or recall clearly. I was fascinated by the familiar location , and the dangerous areas of the attic. (Recall gets hazy.) I looked out an attic window and the view was consistent with a view from the roof of my Grandparents Victorian home (which does have an attic). *I saw two brown hawks flying away. One of them was wearing a strange pendant. I was worried how I "lost" my girlfriend. I was still watching the Hawks fly away from an old looking house about attic height. I heard a voice attempting to reassure me:

"Do not worry about her. Many of your family members were abducted from this attic, and returned." -I woke up.

The attic dream location is olden. There is no accessible attic space in my present home, or any home I have lived in.

I'm extremely happy to have logged current dreams that are consistent in ways with my dreams from over 10-years ago. I was wondering if a lot of our old dream themes get retired. Some of my dreams from the late 90's clearly featured elements from early childhood, but my recent dreams didn't seem too. The other problem was, when I did get the sense I had dreamed of an older theme, for some reason those dreams were more difficult to remember. I would recall only a vague impression of a distorted home.

Likewise, part of my goals for mapping dreamland included using my home as a gateway to old dream locations and repressed dream memories. In 11-months of efforts, this dream is the first with vivid recollection of childhood dream archetypes. Although I've had dream fragments of secret passages and elevators leading to weird but familiar dream locations.

(*) Birds flying is becoming a nightly dream sign. It's resulted in levels of lucidity in repeated dreams.

The following dream I had on 5-hours sleep. This would have been my 3rd REM cycle which means this dream may have been over 45-minutes long. It was extremely, extremely, realistic. To the point that when I woke up I felt I had not been home in days or weeks. The visual quality, in complete honesty, was more vivid than real life. I say this because in real life our eyelashes block our view and veins in our eyes can make some lighting conditions slightly blurry. I have 10/20 vision so this was not a product of wearing or needing glasses or contacts.

I woke up. My long time friend Lynn was massaging my right hand as I did. She didn't look completely sober and she seemed very bleary and passionate about giving me this hand massage. I felt uneasy, because I have a jealous girlfriend and I was wondering how I let myself alone with Lynn in a room.

Sitting in the room on a chair a few feet from my bed was an earthy/hippy looking guy in his mid 20's with rusty blond hair and beard. Lynn was saying something to me about working my energies or something. She eventually got off my bed and headed out the door. The guy sitting there laughingly told me about how Lynn had pulled a similar stunt and acted really weird to someone else recently in attempt to practice her Chinese medicine.

I did not recognize the room I was in. It was beige, metallic, somewhat cramped and had no windows. I felt confused as to where I was or how I got there. The guy started making small talk (which I don't recall and) I wasn't paying much attention, as I had a sinking feeling I was some how terribly lost.

The guy suggested I go into the living room with him, so I got out of bed and followed him. The living room looked shabby and unimpressive. We sat down on a brownish colored sofa and continued to talk as I desperately tried to orient myself. Soon afterward, one by one, all my "roommates" came home. There must have been at least ten other people I appeared to be living with. I didn't know who any of them were, but they all seemed very familiar with me.

They all sat around talking to each other about various things. (This part of the dream could have easily lasted 10-minutes by itself.) I sort of made excuses for myself for not knowing what the hell was going on. I just woke up. I didn't feel too hot. But eventually admitted, "I have no idea who any of you are!" They laughed it off, and implied I had done too many drugs or something the night before. I started to become terrified of the possibility I had a massive case of amnesia. I hid it, but inside the fear was swelling up strongly.

Then, Sabrina, a girl I haven't seen in many, many years walked in with a big smile. She looked thinner and healthy and I stood up to greet her. I somewhat shouted for joy. "Sabrina! Now you I know!" Everyone laughed. At this point I said "Now I don't know if I'm dreaming or not." I was so relieved to see another person I knew, the fear level dropped and I could pretend to fit in a little. (This part of the dream could have lasted another 10-minutes.)

Eventually my girlfriend walked in and it looked like she had just got off work. She looked sweet and very calm like she had a good day. When I saw her I felt desperate to take her aside and confide in her how lost and uncertain I felt. She told me "Lets go up to our apartment." I felt relieved, because I thought we all lived in that small unit together and I couldn't understand why I would ever choose to live that way.

We walked into the halls which were also metallic and had dark worn-out atmosphere difficult to put into words. The place looked futuristic but extremely old like something from the movie Bladerunner. I followed my girlfriend up flights of stairs like a lost puppy. She remained calm and not alarmed. On the way up the stairs I asked her "Can we go back to my home? I just want to know that it's still real." She laughed it off and we walked to our apartment door.

At this point I turned around and saw a crazed looking man was following closely behind me. I opened our door, which sealed like the door of a submarine and had a bright red glowing light above the thick black metallic peep hole. I seemed to know how to open it perfectly well and I shoved her in the door, followed, then double locked ourselves in. Checking the locks from inside, they seemed loose.

Our door entered close to the kitchen. The place looked even darker, more cramped, and less inviting than the first apartment. I was starting to become very, very, uncomfortable again. Our apartment was divided into three floors. The basement level I never went to, but it was nearly pitch black save for a few red LED's on the walls. I followed her upstairs to our bedroom area. There laying on a chair was a very pale girl with shorts on sitting on a chair half dazed.

I was alarmed, but my GF explained that was only our roommate. I told her I couldn't take this place any more and asked if we could go for a walk outside. She agreed, and we left through a side door and went outside where there was only an empty parking lot, and gray looking forest. We walked into the forest and I started to feel dizzy. (The dream started to destabilize.) Horror struck again...

I put my arm around her for balance and asked "Am I mentally retarded now? Did I have some sort of accident?" She only just slightly smiled and looked at me. --Then I woke up.

I want to emphasize, when I woke up I felt I hadn't seen my bedroom in at least 2-3 days. I felt like a stranger to my own life, and I noticed that my real room was not as visually intense as my dream room.

This dream falls into a common category of my dreams: Bizarre Apartment

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I'm dropping my girlfriend off at home before she and her family go on a long vacation. They are all in their rooms when we arrive and I let her know I don't want to stay around for dinner, though I normally do, because I'd feel like I was overstaying my welcome. Instead, I eat a few slices of grilled chicken real quick and stuff some steak into the front pocket of my shirt.

Her mother walks out from her room. Instead of her normal self, she is Fran Drescher. And though my girlfriend is still with me, I feel very awkward when her mother begins to start conversation with me and ask me about my day. Her mother laughs under her breath at my lack of social skills, but passes it off as though nothing happened. I take my girlfriend out to the car to say goodbye to her officially, but she wants me to test out the helicopters with her they'll be taking on their trip.

I agree and jump into the back of one of the two helicopters now in the middle of their house. Her mother, who is now back to her regular self, lifts the helicopter from the ground. She has clearly never done it before and I remember being worried she was going to crash it. I informed her how the controls worked so that I would feel a bit safer. She seems to get the hang of it very quickly. I told her you can pull up as fast as you want, but you have to gently lower it to keep it from slamming into the ground.

My girlfriend wanted a turn, so her mother handed the controls over to her. She was very forceful with them to the point that I had to tell her to take it easy. She pulled up as hard as she could and when she was lowering it, slipped. The helicopter crashed into the water. Everything turned dark blue and I couldn't see the inside of the helicopter, much less which way was up. She made it out fine, when relieved me. I then took my time unbuckling my seat belt, the entire time wondering if this was really happening. Upon getting it undone and exiting the sinking helicopter, I decided it wasn't and woke up.

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Okay, last night I hada short dream, but I really want to remember it sooo... yeah.

nonlucid

Jen and Ben (from Skillet) stood facing each other. Ben's face was scruffy as usual, and Jen's hair was just the same too. They spoke to each other.
Jen: Why don't you ever want a girlfriend?
Ben: Because I'd never get to see her.
Jen: Because we're always on the rode?
Ben: Yeah...
Jen leaned on him at this point, her head could hardly rest on his shoulder, so she rested it on his chest instead.
Jen: What about me?
Ben: You? What about yo--
Jen looks up at him: Don't you love me? You'd never have to leave me.
Ben smiles: Yes. I- I do love you, Jen.
Then they kiss each other and smile.

SUPER GREAT DREAM!
Too bad Ben is leaving Skillet

I went to bed saying out loud "I will Lucid Dream, and I will remember my dreams when I wake up." It kinda worked.

I was kinda chilling around at a supermarket, where I did a reality check, holding my nose. It worked, and I immediately started clapping really hard to lock myself into the dream. I walked around, and tried to change up some really small things, like colors of balloons, but it didn't really work. Then I made my girlfriend appear. I hugged her, and then I lost lucidity. We proceeded to hang out the rest of the dream, but I forgot I was dreaming.

I thought I'd only come here to post lucid dreams, but I feel obligated to share this very peculiar and vivid experience ¹.
So this dream starts as me and a couple of friends arrive at a little world war two scenario called Hellendoorn, a city located in The Netherlands. I recognize the place, and easily drive a car in its familiar landscapes. Snow has covered the grass, and the lake is pitch dark from outside. A very blue, indigo look. The watermill is barely moving. We then step out from our car ², now heading to a house situaded by the watermill and lake, we seem to be wearing fancy clothes. The house is much, much bigger from what it looks in reality, and I would call it a mansion. As we wait for someone to open the door, I check some family pictures of the ones who live in the mansion (these were in my pocket), and discuss their daughter's appearance with my friends. I think to myself, "she's kinda cute".
A little blonde girl welcomes us in, as we make our way to the living room. We spend the night there and have dinner, watch television and play videogames. It's all going just fine when the girl from the picture (the one we were talking about, before going in) decides to tell me she wants to make out with me. I feel great she picked me instead of the other two, and we kiss and fool around while we watch something on the tv. Everything looks great to me, "what a night, this is sonot what I'm used to do", when I realize I have a girlfriend already, and that this would be considered cheating. It was cheating. I perform a huge facepalm and stop kissing her. We both move to the kitchen and I tell her I should not at all be doing that, for I had a girlfriend who I really was in love with. She tells me she also has a boyfriend, however I'm not sure if she regrets what we've done as much as I do. I feel extremely bad about myself and wake up.

¹ Okay, it sounds stupid to those who weren't there, but the atmosphere of the dream was impressive from the inside. Everything was perfectly built up and elaborated, I felt weird when I woke up and realized it was all inside my head. I like this feeling and I don't get it very often, so this is basically why I'm posting it.
² It's a 1942 German Vehicle, and it has the odd ability to transport passengers through water. I believe it was also used by the military (Germany), during World War II.

I was starring at my wall from my bed. I noticed a spider web (checking there is a similar web in this corner) with a red Newt trapped in it. (I saw two recently while on a walk.) My girlfriend emerged from the bathroom and I pointed it out.

We both sat there starring at it a moment and my focus widened to reveal that now we were starring at my paneled ceiling. One of the panels was removed and a larger nasty looking network of spider webs was there. At this point, the two of us fell backwards onto the bed to match the depth and location of the visual.

A large scorpion emerged from the darkness along the webs to devour the Salamander.

This seems like another throw away dream, but here again is the new transition element I used to enter a TV scene in my last recorded dream.

Today's dream was totally weird. I WILDed this one because it seems like WILDing works better for me. I tend to not become conscious of my dreams that happen at night which really frustrates me. Anyways, today I became I think semi-lucid and woke up in my dorm room in my dream. Immediately, I got out of bed and then saw one of my ex-girlfriends and her best friend laying in my bed. It was weird because I can't stand my ex-girlfriend AND her best friend. After moments of awkward silence my first crush appeared. She is the one girl I've always wanted to have sex with and date but she moved away. Every now and then we talk about getting together but it never happens. Anyways, she was right there in front of me. I remember I was lucid because my whole body felt like I had taken ecstasy or something, which always happens when I become lucid. I faced her and she giggled and then I began to kiss her. I was SO happy I can't even describe the feeling. I am kissing her and I close my eyes and then open them back up and my current girlfriend had replaced her and it scared the shit out of me. I began to push her away and ask where Taylor was and she was reaching out trying to pull me back in. I then ran out into the hallway and started to fly like Superman away as fast as I could. I've been thinking about cheating for a while but maybe that a sign to not..

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This dream may or may not have occurred after the previous dream, but it was definitely a dream from last night. I find myself in a neighborhood I'm not completely familiar with. Possible the neighborhood of one of the two people I was with. We had heard there were weather warnings in the area and decided to go out to see what there was to see. I was with my girlfriend and a close friend of mine. I don't remember faces, but I remember the feelings.

We decide the best way to get a look at what was happening would be to take up a makeshift hot air balloon which was in the yard of the house we were standing in front of. The hot air balloon takes off with all three of us securely on board. This hot air balloon was not ordinary. It seemed to be fashioned together as a parachute like section attached to a large block of wood. My two companions stood on the wood while I held on tightly to the rope that was holding the two pieces together.

The wind was so strong, it took us above the clouds to a point that no longer felt safe or fun. I motioned to my girlfriend that I was scared and wanted to board the platform with her, but I knew there wasn't enough room. I held on tightly. We could see what the weather reports were saying. There were several tornadoes in the distance which, at the time, seemed more awe-inspiring than frightening. We floated above the clouds for a good twenty minutes until we hit a pocket of air which allowed us to slowly sink towards the ground.

When we burst through the cloud covering we saw that were were falling towards a large body of water, something of a channel for large boats to pass through. There was actually a boat there which appeared to be covering the surface of the water with crude oil. It was to our understanding that it was to prevent the storms from developing even further. We landed close enough to the edge of the channel that we were able grab onto the ledge and climb onto dry land, without even getting wet. This is the last significant thing I remember.

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"If you had a million Shakespeares, could they write like a monkey?"
Stephen Wright

This journal is late. So are the next few I'll be making. I've been busy.
First of all, start playing this. This was the tune in my dream.

Yeah, I was in China! My girlfriend and I were on a big tall tower, with crossed pieces of wood. It was like this:

only much, much higher. I estimated about 200, 300 feet high. It was high. A stereotypical little Chinese house was on top.
I was up there with my lovely girlfriend, and there was a porch-like area above the ground, and a cannon on it. I peered in the cannon, unsure of its purpose. When I pulled my head away, it shot out a little cube on a stick. The stick was about a foot long, the cube the volume of one segment of my thumb. As it fell, a parachute came out and it wafted to the ground below.
"What was that?" I asked.
She giggled and bumped me. I lost balance for a moment, and when I became sturdy, I noted that there were no railings on the tower. I almost fell.
"Hey, Tanya [name changed], be careful! I don't want to fall!"

Time skip.

I was in school. Tanya was late to her math class (the room we were going to was my science room during my freshman year of high school, and the teacher was her present Health teacher. I brought her there, and I also put a note on the door for the teacher. He had been bothered lately by kids skipping class and going to see him, so the note said: "I know you're important and stuff, but don't interrupt my goddamn class!"
He laughed and told me that it was an excellent note.

Time skip.

I was checking my Facebook page at home, and everyone was messaging me about how the note was awesome. Some kid I didn't know posted, "Awesome note. Give me your student ID and next bonfire [an annual school event], you'll have alcohol privileges! Oh wait, you're underage..."
It's true. I am.

Time skip.

I was back in China, on that same tower with Tanya. I looked over the edge. It was a long way down. Tanya bumped me again and grabbed me with a hug.
"Really," I began, "don't do that-" but I was cut off as I fell over the edge.
Time was not in slow motion, but the falling was. The feeling of weightlessness was euphoric. Down, down I went, but I panicked not and I worried not. A minor inconvenience, yes, but I knew this falling wouldn't kill me. I just kept falling down. I was light as air. I spun as I descended to the Earth and I saw the plaza below me. There were little red shops on the street corners and many happy people meandering about. It was so peaceful, and I felt removed from the world as I got closer to the ground.
At last, we landed with a thud.
I wasn't hurt, just really sore from the fall. "You ok?" Tanya asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I replied.
"Ok," and she got up and walked away.
I remained on the ground. I was pretty sore. I finally stood up, but Tanya was long gone. I looked around, and there was the Anüki (pronounced "An'OO'key). The Anüki was a white monkey, about three feet tall. There is an image below, drawn by me.
The Anüki looked at me with a stern glare, and then silently walked over and gave me a big, warm, soft hug. It was a powerful hug, with the ever-necessary pat on the back as well. This thing is so darn awesome. When I LD, I'm going to make sure he is in my dream again. I like the Anüki.

Yeah, this angry thing gave me a hug. It smelled nice, too, and it looked clean. Just an overall nice fellow.

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I dreamt I'm visiting a foreign town far away. I vaguely remember driving up with a friend or two, though I'm not sure exactly who. When we arrive I learn that there is a strict curfew rule enforced by the "adults" who all appear to be scholarly women and men with 18th century facial hair styles and demeanor. They ring a bell and promptly close the doors shutting everyone inside.

One night, a friend and myself decided we had better plans for the night and, instead of going inside when the bell tolls, pose as "adults" and walk the streets. We wander the town to the outskirts search for a gas station where I have a run in with a man who knows me not to be an "adult." He makes passive threats to me, asking if I can run to a building in the distance faster than him in a less-than benevolent tone. I'm frightened, but pass it off and continue walking.

My companion has now assumed the spirit of my girlfriend in real life. At one point I remember holding hands. She has visited the town many times before and maybe even had lived here in here childhood for many years. She points out a bed of cushion and tarp which, she says, is used for dancing on. At that moment, I living severed head walking on crunches comes over the to tarp and begins to dance for us. Afterward, we're greeted by a man who is giving "free" things in return for our mailing address. He offers us an Xbox 360, but I tell him I'd rather fill out the one for free chicken wings. My girlfriend ends up filling both of them out.

Next, we're back in the town center were we first started. The place now reminds me of a college campus than it does a small town. The bell rings again, signaling the beginning of curfew. As the "adults" are ringing the bell a woman in man-made wings, designed to look like a butterfly wing and a sparrow wing, flaps her way to the top of the building. She perches and then takes off through the roof like it isn't there. Her wings are exceedingly more vibrant and magnificent on the other side. I soon realize it is merely a trick caused by the reflection of the water.

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Clone Ambush
Walking along the street downtown, I spot my girlfriend (at the time) standing at the edge of the street curb a half a block away from me. She waited for the signal to change so she could cross the street. She stood with another man, hand in hand, and both of them had their backs turned to me. Their tone got sexual and I became infuriated. I ran toward them and attacked the guy with my girlfriend. I whipped him good and beat him to within an inch of his life, all the while screaming at my ex-girlfriend. The heap of a man turned over to reveal that it was me. I had beat up my own self. Upset, confused, and furious I stormed off.

So much space...
I was in a space station, something to do with the Fantastic Four I believe. I walked into a kind of spherical observatory room, where a scientist was standing. He looked eccentric.
I moved closer to the glass window of the observatory, to see outside.
Holy crap.
We were so high up. Just hanging there, orbiting a planet, with a massive amount of space around us. So isolated, yet I saw different planets and stars in the distance, and it was totally overwhelming. I felt like we could just drop out of the sky at any moment, falling thousands of miles. it was intense. I don't think I can really explain it.
It was so scary, thinking about how far down (or up) I could fall, if I fell out of that space station.
Standing there seeing whole planets just tiny beneath me, it was unreal.

So, I can't remember why, but I had to run away from the observatory. I ran through several large, different rooms, and I think the scientist was chasing me. The space station had clean, white and grey walls, but eventually I ran into a sort of blue cave.
There was several people standing there, and they had super powers.
A strangely shaped, large woman began to tell me the name of her power.
"I know what that means", I said. "If I shot you, you'd turn into water and wouldn't be hurt". As I spoke, parts of her turned to water then back to flesh.

Colourful train
I'm on an open-top, colourful red and yellow train - it looked like a huge child's toy. Actually, in hindsight, everything was bright and pleasant looking in this dream.
I particularly noticed two girls sitting ahead of me. Then, I saw my Dad on the station far below. He called up to me, and told me that I'm "blocking their view" with the way I was sitting, or something.
"Who?" I asked, perplexed.
He nodded towards the two girls, eyebrows raised.
What the hell, how could I have been blocking the view of the girls in front of me? Well anyway, they decided to move places, so they ended up sitting a few seats behind me.
I got the impression that this was actually so that I couldn't look at them, but they could spy on me, because I was attractive to them. Weird.
One girl actually got up, and came to sit next to me.
Next thing I know, she's my girlfriend. My recall skips a bit here. We're still on the train, and I decide to show her Minecraft on her laptop, because she hasn't heard of it.
I tell her my username, so she can log in, but she spells it wrong.

Well, now I'm on vacations, I can record my dreams again. But I haven't done it for some months, so I can't remember them clearly. But after a few days I guess they're going to be nicely detailed. Also, I'll record them in portuguese, 'cause it's easier for me (I'm brazilian) and it takes too long to translate them to english.

Ice Cream

Hoje eu tenho um encontro com a minha namorada, sonhei com isso.
Estávamos na praça que fica em frente a minha escola de música, e resolvemos tomar um sorvete (logo ali tem uma sorveteria). Ela não tinha dinheiro, eu disse que pagaria pra ela. Ela pegou uma casquinha de plástico e um sorvete de morango, e foi se sentar. Eu peguei um pote de vidro e algumas bolas de sorvete de morango também. Perto de nós estava uma pessoa, que meu cérebro não conseguia definir se era meu irmão ou um amigo meu (Konan).
Nos sentamos para aproveitar o sorvete. Estranhamente, a sorveteria tinha paredes de vidro, e vi minha melhor amiga passando por perto. Ela estava junto com alguém (provavelmente com Gustavo), que a avisou que eu estava ali. Ela nos viu e veio nos comprimentar. Não sei por que, tive medo que as duas se encontrassem, e meio que me escondi. Já não consigo me lembrar de mais detalhes.