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Dream #1

I had a huge beard. It just went along my jawline, so that the rest of my face was bare, except that I may also have had a mustache. The beard was maybe three inches long, made up of bushy, wiry hairs. It was pale, reddish brown. But it also seemed to be coated with some white, frosty stuff, like powdered sugar. The white stuff may actually have been the whiteness of the hairs. I may have thought about trimming my beard. I was surprised I had actually let it get this long.

Dream #2

I was talking with an older man. I needed to move out of my apartment, possibly because of violenced in the neighborhood as well as in the buidling itself. The man was telling me about some sort of hotel that also served as apartments for a lot of people.

I saw outside the apartments on a sunny day. The apartment buildings were smallish, maybe three or four stories tall, and made of red brick. Somewhere was the name of the hotel, something like French Hotels. The place looked okay, but it also seemed a little dumpy.

The older man and I were now inside one of the apartments. I wondered if this place would have bed bugs. As the man continued to talk to me about something, I considered checking under the mattress for bed bugs.

I was now by myself in some other apartment. It was a pretty big apartment, and it felt pretty lonely. I began to think about my current apartment and all the noise I had to deal with there. I thought to one place I'd lived in only recently, but for a few years, where I'd had no troubles with my neighbors, no noise. But, then, I remembered, that place had been a separate house, not an apartment.

I thought over what I'd just thought. It didn't make sense. I had been living in the apartment I was living in right now for a number of years. How could I have recently been living in a house for a number of years as well?

Dream #3

There was an outdoor camp. There were a lot of tents closely packed together outside. Bordering the left side of the tents was a big, concrete wall. Some soldiers stood on the wall or at some kind of watchtower that reached just over the wall.

A soldier was telling a woman, possibly an older, Asian woman, to be very careful in the camp. He may have told her not to leave her tent often and to keep an eye on her children. The soldier said that wild animals were still able to get into the camp.

The soldier said, "I don't mean that a dingo is going to eat your baby or anything."

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a house like my great-grandmother's house. Other family members were there. We were all getting ready for a wedding, which was probably going to take place in the living room.

I walked out from the kitchen into the living room. Right where my great-grandmother's chair would have been, there was a bed. Two or three people were in the bed. These were the people who were going to get married.

The people had a weird look, like they were frozen or made out of wax. They had strained, sinewy looks on their faces, like old paintings of people in sorrow and pain. They looked like they were near death. One of them seemed to be wearing ancient robes and a head-covering, like women in Renaissance paintings. The robes, and possibly even the person, seemed to be colored a pale pink.

I think that the scene of the bed made so little sense to me that I actually looked away from it. I couldn't understand how a marriage could be so morbid.

Other family members were seated in different parts in the room, each group spaced well apart from the other. The family members remarked that there was one person missing from the bed -- the woman who was actually to be the bride.

The family members all remarked that the woman was so sensitive about having her picture taken in these situations that she'd avoided this scene altogether. Everybody kind of felt bad for setting up this situation, even though it seemed to be the usual part of a wedding. But everybody kind of looked up to this girl, so they hated doing anything that made her uncomfortable.

I saw the girl in my head. She looked kind of young, maybe in her late teens or early twenties. She was skinny, kind of pale, and blonde, with her hair in a pony tail. She wore tight blue jeans and a white t-shirt which she had tucked into her pants, but which was also a little baggy around her tiny waist.

Dream #2

I was in a small bedroom, like a bedroom for a little kid, with my boss. We both sat on the floor, cross-legged. I sat before a bunk bed. My boss sat near the door.

I had a big, white, cotton bag of laundy in front of me. Inside the bag was a bunch of laundry and two packs of diapers. One pack was pink, and one pack was blue.

I was going through the bag, shuffling through all the clothing, which may actually have been dirty. I may have been trying to pull some stuff together for some kind of business trip that I was going to take with my boss.

My boss started telling me about his old job, which actually had something to do with the packs of diapers in the laundry bag. He had done something like design the diapers or been among the first sales team to promote them, or something.

Apparently the diapers were made for newborns or very young babies. There was some other sort of stuff related to the diapers -- clear, plastic items like tubing and masks (?).

I pretended to be pulling different items of clothing out of the bag. But I was actually more focused on pulling the diapers and the plastic items out of the bag. I wanted to wear the diapers from the pink pack. I think I assumed that the plastic gear helped you fit into the diapers (?).

I hoped my boss didn't catch on that I was going to try and wear these newborn girls' diapers. But eventually my boss stopped talking about his old job. He got impatient that I was taking so long finding clothes for the business trip. He said, "I'll be waiting outside, whenever you finally have everything all ready to go."

I was at my Dad's old house with my wife. Another family lives there now in waking life, and I knew that in my dream. I kept telling my wife, "Let's get out of here!"... but she was on her computer and wasn't moving.

I looked out the window of the kitchen door. I was afraid someone from the next house would see that someone was in my Dad's old house when they weren't supposed to be.

A car started to pull in the driveway. I just knew we were busted; but the car never drove up the driveway. that happened twice.

I told my wife to come on again, but she was eating a pan of pound cake or swirl bread. I decided to leave by myself. I slipped out the back door certain someone would see me leaving, but I had to get out of there.

The dream ended.

I had other dreams, but I can't remember them. Maybe I'll remember them later.

okayyyy great recall last night! nonlucids
any color except black=dream Lucid

dream 1: I find myself at an outdoor Skillet concert. John, Korey, and Jen were onstage. It is midday and it is very hot. I am on the right side of the crowd, near the front. John stands in the middle, Korey on the left, and Jen in back. Ben is no where to be seen. The concert is over very soon and I appear in their tour bus.
It is very large on the inside, almost like a condo, and I talk to Korey. I don't remeber what we said. Jen comes in wearing a short-sleeved gray shirt, jeans, and tennis shoes. She sits next to Korey and me on the peach colored couch and we talk.
(Time skip)
John is standing next to a mirror and he is fixing his hair. I tell him,"You should do that mohawk thing." he looks at me and shrugs.
(fuzziness)
I finally find Ben and I go over to him. I find that I am almost as tall as him. He has bangs that sweep down the right side of his face. I rub the top of his head to mess up his hair and he asks me why. I shrug and walk away. I find John and Korey's kids, Alex and Xavier. We play a little bit in a tiny playhouse like thing. They look older then they really are.
(fuzziness)
I look around for Ben and Jen and I find them sitting on the couch. I think to myself It'd be cute if they'd kiss. or something similar. Ben and Jen are talking, too low for me to hear. Jen leans on Ben's shoulder and sighs. Ben puts an arm around her and sighs also. He is wearing a vest, tie, normal jeans, and some sort of shoes. His hair is still kinda boring looking. Jen looks up and they lean with their lips VERY close to each other: like this [---------------] far apart. Jen gets this *woah* look in her eyes and they kiss each other, a little passionate.
(time skip)
I am talking to Jen. Korey walks up and smiles at her. Ben is staring out the window like he can't believe what happened, and John is drinking Dr. Pepper like always. By the way, John took my advice and did the little mohawk thing.
I WOKE UP THEN AT 3AM


DREAM2: I arrive at home to find the carpet and walls covered in orange paint. I know that I can't touch the paint so I leap really far and barely miss the paint. I go to my room and find my grandma sitting at my computer desk. I find that I feel really tired and can hardly move or focus on anything. My grandmother hands me a headset and I think it is cool.
(fuzzieness)
I watch my mom try to hook te headset up to the internet so I can video chat and voice chat with people online. She looks confused and I now find that I cannot open my left eye. I don't freak out. I feel tired again and it feels like everything is "carnival mirror" like. I look around in confusion and shrug.
(more fuzzy)
I am in the dining room and my mom has a bunch of stuff on the table. It is just a bunch of old toys that my grandma used to use. I grumble and walk away in boredom. My sister and brother are in their room and I say hi then walk away. I feel sooo tired and everything is fuzzy and unclear. I still cannot open my left eye. I am irritated.
I WAKE UP AT 12NOON

notes:
Yup, my major dream sign is hanging out with Skillet
I think another one is feeling tired and/or not being able to open my left eye

ok, so I was in "health class" I guess. We were at a huge machine & my teacher-who looked like Dr. House from the show...well, House- was all mad because someone wasn't doing it right. We had to spin big pipes to make a candy-ish substance. I was standing on my pipe and almost fell off it. I looked around me and then woke up.

lol random dream 'eh? I think I watch waaaay too much House. XD naw, I love that show, you can't watch too much of it.

3/11-12. 1. Looking at Chucks. Dickies store? Selling for $50 (I'm not exactly sure if this was from tonight, but I remembered it when I went to a store that sold shoes today. Could have been from the night before, or 2 days ago [been horrible lately abut writing dreams down right when I wake up])

In a house and I’m sitting on the floor, beige. Dad and I then walk around the house, like it’s a tour. It’s Gma V’s house. I’m wearing an SCBA mask for some reason, purge the bypass. There’s quite a bit of remodeling work being done. Lots of art, glasswork, and pictures around and on the being of being clutter, like a mansion. Then there’s stuff that’s broken or stolen. Gma knows who it is. I examine a broken glass piece. Outside and see some windows broken out, 2 story house. Then I’m lying on my stomach and there’s a super deep hole in the ground and other people are stuck on ledges. I’m a little uncomfy on that edge so scoot back a little. Christopher Loyd (Doc from Back to the Future) falls. We start to turn off the lighting for some reason. We get a system of 2x4’s set up and they’re placed in a certain order and they help pull up the people trapped. It’s my job to put the boards in the correct spot (I have had this dream before about the mine shaft, Doc falling in, and the board system). Then Herman Munster (from The Munsters) is helping us out. Then we’re on some plains, looks like Stonefield from Rift, and there’re these pins I have to stick in the ground to keep monsters away. I’m examining the tag and pin because the pin goes into the center of the tag, but looks like it barely stays on and could come off easily. Then the pin and tag have turned into the guy from Inglourious Basterds, the one that says, “How fun!” He’s in a tank and is stiff like an action figure, the tag is his base, like a plastic Army man. He’s kind of yelling at his tank crew about something

2/26-27. 230. Something from that Ghost Adventurers show? Zack guy (host)

At my house. Night. Dave there. We have these 2 guys that had broken in or something. They’re dressed in war BDU’s. Looks WW2-like, but not sure. One was Asian the other white. Dave and I end up separated at some point. I’m fighting the Asian one. I don’t have a gun, so just drying to dodge the guy’s fire. He uses a single shot, then switches to a Thompson looking gun, but had no wood, and no straight mag, more modern looking, but the main part looked the same. The pile of dirt on the side yard is gone and it’s just all flat grass. The pool side doesn’t have as much stuff under the tarp. Then I find an M1 Garand. I look in the top and see that there’s a round chambered. I hide around the corner with the bushes concealing where I am. The bushes aren’t as dense and can see through them easily. Guy runs past and I shoot him in the chest. He goes down and I start to beat his forehead with the butt of the M1 which isn’t flat, but angled and a brass guard on it. It’s not doing much damage, just some scrapes. Then he starts to take something out, a grenade, but doesn’t look like one. Before he could pull the pin, I take the butt of the gun to his neck and pretty much chop his head off. He’s still alive until I make the final cut. Flick his head away from his body to be sure. Then go to the garage and find Dave there with his bad guy disemboweled and shredded up and some pieces are hanging from the rafters, which are only 3ft off the ground. Garage is cluttered. I go in and check out some of the pieces. The garage door opens and some older people are there, live at my house (so not my house). Some sort of quick conversation about them being baddies

Took a nap because I was up at 5am (had to be up at 7, but just couldn't get back to sleep)

I'm going to break this up into respective paragraphs, but it was all one dream, and pretty fun to watch. This is marked as a lucid, but I'd call it semi lucid as I had a slight feeling of being lucid, but had no control. Because of that "feeling" I'll call it a lucid

LD. 2/26. Nap. 4. 645. In this wooden house, but one of those odd post modern kind of ones that has odd shapes and such. Very dark. Kyle and I are on an elevator, has a shape like the cars on the London Eye (whole house has this similar shape as well). Become semi lucid. Sort of knew I was dreaming, as the scene looked familiar (from another dream?) but had no control. Elevator stops at our floor. Pick up Kyle by his pants and slowly lift him. Kind of a toss? Put him in the air coz I knew he’d stay there. Lose lucidity. We make some food. I make cereal, Frosted Flakes. I put a seasoning sauce on it similar to what sloppy joes use. Then Theresa is there, Kyle gone, so Xxxx’s house. Play with Missy a bit and Cindy and Jim come home. It’s still dark. Jim looks at my cereal which has turned into a meaty stew, or something, and the sauce is now ketchup, can’t really tell in the dark, and I look at the packet

Then Jim and Cindy are slender guys dressed in old west clothes. Plotting something. Then we catch a train that’s just pulling out of its garage, becomes bright and sunny. I jump on and point my finger like a gun and tell the guy to hand over the train. They don’t, but don’t put up any fight. Somehow get into the driver seat (has a seat) and the roof of the train is gone. The train is steered by an odd system. Rings stacked large to small from bottom to top, and have a small plate to grab on the left side of the ring to use the ring. The top 2 rings steer depending on the direction turned. Top ring anti-clockwise was backward and to the left, turn CW was backward to the right. Second ring was the opposite, forward, but can’t remember the exact directions. Anyway, use the largest ring on bottom at first, but was so big, you had to move your head to turn it all the way. Backing up the train to a platform. Some older lady talking (wasn’t present, just her voice) about her husband who owned the train. Backed the train to a platform and lady’s husband was there. His head was on the steering console I was using or something. He made some funny joke about his wife. Backing the train from the platform, guy was now on the platform, and train derailed, so tried to get it back on the tracks (just went off, no movement)

Then everything is in a room. A monkey makes art with this stamper sort of thing, like a Bingo blotter/ marker, but there’s an entire design in it. Design is a lady with a monkey and a few balloons. The pattern is almost like the pattern was printed out because of its consistency and the monkey is just revealing the design, like those hot/ cold water toys that change color. The monkey is hanging onto the lady’s boob. For some reason I inspect the picture, come to no conclusion, and keep watching the monkey stamp

01.12.2010

Lucid #8 Interlaced, Dream of shared dreaming (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

- I am with D. and we are talking about a dream we saw. I don't remember what it was about, but we concluded it was a shared dream! I was so excited! Then i told her sth i don't recall and she clouded.
"You are no supposed to say such things to a friend!" with tears in her eyes.
"Come on silly, i was kidding... Don't cry"

- I am lied down in a garage and i am sleepy. I have just woken up (FA) from some noise. I see some friends holding big paper bags and boxes. I shout at them "HEY!" with a sleepy voice. They come over me and start hitting me with the bags. Grr... I don't recall how, but we end up around my car. Alex comes to me and tells me that there is a friend of his, who is very experienced on cars and i should let him drive it. I didn't want to, although i said it was ok. I felt my weakness of saying "NO". However he didn't want to drive it any way. He does some weird mods on the lights and the sound system. I saw him pulling a cable and the a bunch of adaptors and a mix of cables came out...

- I am at Alex's house. The first floor doesn't seem like the real one at all. It is like i am in a big library or sth. I go to the basement and look for alex or someone familiar. The house was full of adults and elderly people. I go outside and reach the road. There is S. following me. He's taller and more fit. It felt like he was around for a long time, although i don't remember him in the house... I look for my car. The cars are parked in the middle of the road. This seems weird. I look around, but i don't see my car anywhere. I try to remember where i parked it. I try to visualize the time that i reached this place by car. I try again and again. I stop and look around in confussion... S. looks at me: "What's wrong???"... "I can't remember how i got here!" BOUM I pinch my nose and take a deep breath. My vision "breaks" like an interlaced video for a while. I walk in a weird dizzy way (usual for me). The dream is not stable. I 'm afraid i 'm gonna lose it again... -.- I look at my hands. They are not distorted, but seem transparent... Things aren't getting any better. I think about spinning before it's too late. I close my eyes and start spinning. I feel it fading away. I open my eyes. Shit! I am awake.

Original Date: 2/21/10
Type: Fragment/Family - Non Lucid
Dream:
(there were a couple of dreams I had, so this is a fragment runoff, the last of about 3-4)
First I was in a store shopping for baby clothes with some women who just had a baby girl, she was standing there with the stroller. Next thing I was at some house, and my grandma arrived from somewhere like a trip because someone was saying "She's here!", there was another girl there (I think maybe the girl who just had the baby) and she was in the kitchen. Then I remember me and possibly my mom (but later turned into my Grandma P) appeared at a different house. I remember hearing her make a comment about how the other girl at the old house was going to have to unload the big trucks filled with all of Grandma P's things by herself (and I felt pity for her, wanted to go back and help her, but I couldn't). Outside of this house there was a portion of maybe a wrought iron fence and on it was hanging some necklace, like red velvet and gold. I picked it up and brought it in the house, my Grandma P was standing at the door looking displeased. Then I remember a feeling of needing to prepare for something. And then we were in the kitchen and my Grandpa S was there and there was a huge box of sweet cream butter that we were unpacking into the fridge, I was taking out of the box and handing to someone who would put it into the fridge. The weird thing was I was pulling them out and the packages were opened and some was missing, like someone was eating as I was putting it away, then the butter started to be colorful as I took it out. Bright green ones, pink ones and blue ones. My Grandpa S started asking me questions about my boyfriend, like he was trying to tease me, I was a little reluctant, he was hinting about being married and I remember telling him that he is divorced and has two little boys. Then I heard my Grandpa S say he was hungry, telling my Grandma P and next I see him with a roast boiling in a coffee pot in front of my face. I say to him "I like to make chicken with vegetables, take chicken breast and season it..." and my Grandpa S cuts me off saying "Chicken!? Naw I don't want that healthy stuff!" and I say "Well Grandpa, I have to eat healthy now, or I won't make it to live as long as you." And he got quiet and said "Well, that's true".

Objective Context:
I have been thinking a lot about my grandparents on both sides of my family and feeling somewhat stressed that I have not seen my family in over a year. I used butter in cooking last night, and I make pork roast and kraut yesterday for dinner. I also interpreted dreams yesterday about someone's Grandfather and having a baby.

Age of Dream Ego: 26

Feelings:
Neutral, like a little workhorse, connected, familiarity

2/14-15. 130. Something about a rotating part

607. At school. In a dark classroom. On the internet. I see someone opening lockers in the hall, dark as well. I try to scare someone. Then the room is huge and mom comes in. Saw me as I flew back to my table (run fast or actually fly, not sure)

Watching House, but it’s like the ep is on fastforward. It’s part of the intro because you get to see everything first, and the whole ep is them figuring out how the person got sick. Get to see bits of their treatment before seeing them treat the patient

730. Wall-E meets Star Wars kind of thing. Small raid on something, inside a building/ ship? I’m Wall-E sometimes. 2 girls I’m with go up a dumbwaiter. I take the stairs and fight a bad guy. Then I’m pitching ideas to Peter Griffen and Seth MacFarlane. One is that soda is thrown to the ground (Like the Indian crying commercial) and there should be a sad Indian, but it’s a red herring(misleading). Other idea is something about recycling. Peter Griffen says, “What do you think this is, a syndicate?!”

9. At home. Go down alley to see friend (house front on alley side). Prostitutes at house across alley. Inside friend’s house. Dad there. I have a younger brother there. Talking to the guy, fireman. Smoke in alley and I ask, “What’s that?” Soon all gone. Decide to go out. Walk down alley. Kid with us is now a girl with crutches. We’re trying to save some prostitute. Sneak and get out of alley, but girl and I are too far ahead. She stops and asks about her mom. We go back and she’s not there and a UPS type truck is leaving (Guess she’s in there). Watch the truck drive away and go around the corner to our other neighbors

I am in a three storey house made in the Victorian architexture style. The outer facade is large grey stones and the interior is all wood. I do not recognize the house from anything I have seen in waking life but I know that I am in modern times because the furniture and appliances are modern and there are two cars parked outside in front of the house.

It is dark outside and I go outside to look at the cars. One is my family's old 1986 Volkwagen Westfalia and the other is my dad's previous car, a dark blue minivan. I don't know where I am but it seems to be a rural town or something. I have a horrible feeling when I go outside and feel like there are many "dark things" watching me. I run back into the house where it is warn and lighted and where I feel safe.

Back in the house I find a young man sitting in the living room in front of the fire. I recognize him as one of my dream characters who shows up rarely but I know him by his black hair and green eyes. We exchange a few words but I cannot remember what we talked about now. I went upstairs to the second floor for some reason, feeling compelled by some invisible force.

I cannot remember any more of this dream.

So this is my first entry on dreamviews, so don't laugh. On th night of Wednesday the 9th I has a very odd non-lucid dream. It all starts that I am at this house, which I assumed was mine, with my best friend Sean. I was back in the bedroom with a beautiful girl named Angel who was tan with brown eyes and brown hair. A very metal chick indeed. We were laying on the bed and somehow were then sitting on the couch and she was only in her bra and underwear. At this point my current girlfriend walked in and I introduced Angel as Sean's girlfriend at which point my girlfriend dissmissed me completely and walked away.

This gets better! Then I was in an ampitheater outdoors. I was operating sound for a concert that was to take place here. I was helping Tone Loc (funk cold medina. lol) do his sound check then helped a combination of Iron Maiden and Motley Crue sound check with me playing bass. There was a panel of movie stars on the stage showing a preview of their movie then it quickly switched to the same ampitheater packed with college kids doing a Q&A session with the stars. I was sitting with my girlfriend toward the front at which point I stood up and walked towards that back where that Angel girl was AGAIN! I talked to her like I knew her my entire life and stated I wanted to know her better. I walked away to meet my girlfriend coming up the stairs and the dream was over.

So i guess my biggest question is, who the hell is Angel and why was she current in two dreams that I had? Hmm, dreams are so vivid sometimes.

I slept really well last night. I was not "conditioning" myself to remember my dreams or to realize being in a dream when spotting something strange. Even so, I still remembered pretty decent details from my dreams.

I am at my secondary school in my village. I am standing in the ground floor class room. It is a large plain room with massive windows facing the street, right next to the headmaster's office. For this reason, I have always felt as if I was watched in this class room. But there is my brother as well. He is handling some plans. Even though I cannot see what's there, I know that he is planning to build a house. (In reality, he has already built one across the road opposite the school). The plan he is holding looks like an old vellum. He is talking to the headmaster. I am just watching the conversation, even though I cannot understand what are they saying. The headmaster is a big man, some 6'4" with great natural respect.
Suddenly, I realize I can see on the plan that my brother's house is going to be right next to the school. I mean some 3 meters away from the front wall. Then I notice there are no windows any longer. And there is the front corner of the room missing. Only a lager rough hole, through which I can see foundation of my brother new house. Just raw shapes made of red bricks. I am surprised (not realizing it's a dream though), and my surprise triples when a massive tube, made of clear plastic, made of several segments is being installed, interconnecting the house and the school. My brother is saying something in the sense, that he wants easy access for his children. I feel that I am standing there in disbelief. Yet, I have the feeling that the plans are still being argued even though those big steps are being made. I feel that my brother is trying to force the headmaster to sign the plans. (I love those feelings when dreaming, seems like such a nonsense yet feels so real).

Next dream:
I am walking up the road through the village "Hroba Horka", just above the sharp turn where the block of flats is. When suddenly a brownish dirty car (favorit) comes from the other direction, passes me and stops. Then I can see the reverse gear has been selected as the reversing lights light up. The car is struggling a little... It seems like there is some mud on the road. I cannot see through the dirty windows who it is. It is a cloudy day, so it might have been raining, thus the dirt on the car doesn't really surprise me. I am a little bit anxious as I don't know who it is.
The door opens and my friend Zbysek leans out, laughing as usually. I don't realize that the steering wheel is on the other side of the car. I notice some shadows through the windows, so there must be some more people. Event though I don't see who it is, I have a feeling that I know them. Zbysek asks me whether I want to join them as they are going for a party. I see that the car is already overloaded and pretty crowded. So I say I cannot make it, as I have loads of studying (this reflects my current situation actually :-D). Then he says, ok man, and drives off. I feel relieved.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a car with my mother, nephews, and niece. It was a warm, sunny day. I was in the back, in the center seat. My niece sat in between my knees or on my knees. The front seats were bucket seats, so my niece could reach forward and look through them. My niece was bald for at least part of the dream.

My niece was really calm, but kind of inquisitive about everything going on outside the car. She usually had a reputation for being hyper and a little mean. I thought, vainly, that my being around her was helping to make her calmer.

We were now outside, walking up a couple of blocks to my mom's house. We had to walk uphill for a couple short blocks then turn left and walk up another hill to the house. A couple of guys in front of a house on our left called out to my mom. They sounded friendly, but we kept walking. A couple of them may have followed us, calling out at my mom.

I couldn't tell whether the guys were being rude or just funny. At some point my mom explained something to me to let me know the guys were just being rude. My mom or sister had gotten on the guys' bad side somehow. Now the guys were always harrassing them.

I thought that I might have to protect my family if things got bad. I really couldn't worry about the things people say. I'd just have to ignore that. But would I be able to handle things if they got violent?

I was now if the house with my sister and a female friend of hers. I didn't know the friendm She may have been a new friend of my sister's. She was Hispanic, pretty, wearing a kind of baggy t-shirt. I never saw my sister or her friend right on. It was always like they were in another room adjacent to the room I was in (the living room?) and blocked by some piece of furniture, like a big set of dressers.

I heard my sister and her friend talking. The friend may have been sitting on a couch while my sister was in the kitchen, making lunch.

I walked around in some cluttered room and found an envelope with my name on it. It was a W-2, for filing my taxes. I wondered how it could have ended up at my mom's house. I figured I must have dropped it somehow. But then I also saw that it was open. I saw that it was easy for people to see the contents of the envelope, including the pay information printed on the form.

I also saw that the form had come from a company I haven't worked with for two years. I wondered how this could be. Then I thought, Well, I was working with them at the beginning of last year. So of course they'd send me a tax form for this year. I looked at my pay info. It seemed to correspond with the time I'd spent working for the company.

My sister handed me a plate full of something like grits with pieces of yellow corn floating in it. As I started eating, I heard my sister talk about how hard it was for her and my brother-in-law to take care of their children on their salaries. I felt bad when I heard this, but I couldn't really do anything about it. I was trying to take care of myself.

I stood before some kind of broken down entertainment center or dresser that was piled over with all kinds of clutter. I began pulling change out of my pocket. I just kept pulling change out of my pocket and piling it up on some flat surface. I was amazed by how much change I had. And it was quarters, too! Not just small change.