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I am walking about a very odd neighborhood. I say it was odd because I couldn't for the life of me discern whether or not it was a town, a city, a school, a campus, etc. It was just odd in that strange dream-like sort of way that is very nearly impossible to explain to another human being (or computer screen as the case may be).

As I am walking, I eventually end up somewhere, and that somewhere is not a place I really wanted to be. It was a great towering walmart. Now, let me explain a little something about myself....

I don't go to walmart. The place scares the crap out of me. It's big and scary and there are flourescent lights, and it's just the kind of place I don't want to go. The last time I went to walmart (irl) I very nearly got a panic attack as soon as we had made it about halfway through the store. I really don't like that place (or any giant department stores/malls, walmart just seems to generally be the worst though).

Anyhow, as I was saying, I was swiftly approaching the walmart on foot when I found I was holding a strange pamphlet. It had lots of pictures of RV's on them and said that I would be able to purchase a 5 room RV for $1,200. The thing was like a freaking palace. It also inflated into a full house with a garden sometimes, but I forget how you made it do this.

Somehow I purchased the RV and was pretty happy about it. I think I made a bargain with some people saying I would pay them back. They gave me the RV and a $600 gift certificate to walmart that had to be spent within the next hour or it would expire.

I ventured inside of the great fortress, the fluorescent lights were blinding, the store huge, a giant labyrinth of aisles and strange hidden places that I didn't particularly wish to explore. I grabbed a cart. The entirety of the time I was inside the fortress the cart was simply following me and I was not pushing it. This made perfect sense at the time, and in fact I did not pay much attention to it. I kept calling things in French, but it was kind of a jumble. I was really americanizing it all. For example "oh these are pretty tasses." People kept giving me strange looks. At one point I exclaimed out loud, "fuck this shit, I don't care if I don't spend the money, this place sucks," and stormed out the front doors.

I saw a few people I knew in the parking lot. I wanted to show them my RV thinking that I would impress them. I took them inside and the first thing I showed them was that in the main bedroom, if you flipped the bed over it was a giant hot tub. They were not amused.

... the next parts of the dreams were strange, hazy, bizarre and I'm going to have an incredibly difficult time trying to explain just exactly what happened.

It had something to do with Sleeping Beauty and Snow White.

I was with a group of people. We had to go into a cave and rescue/save/defeat something. There were beautiful flowers that were pink and seemed to be made out of glass. I kept picking them up and admiring them.

There was talk of how we must reenact the old stories. Later there was talk of how we were filming a movie.

At one point I walked through downtown Santa Cruz and into a pizza place. There was a large group of people sitting around on bar stools in a circle. I think it was someones birthday. There was someone else with me who had walked in but I don't remember. We all sat down and they all went and sat down at a different table. Me and the other person were left sitting around wondering what we should do. We got up and sat with them and then left because we didn't like the energy.

A lot of other stuff happened but unfortunately it's too hard for me to describe right now.

This is not a lucid dream.

I'm parked in the local Walmart parking lot, waiting for a woman in a grey minivan to back out so I can leave. I look into the car and recognize someone from the forums, who I'd assumed was a guy. I don't remember who I thought she was, but I remember deciding she was a dreamer. She had short hair somehow braided close to her head, and dark skin. I guess she looked a bit like Naiobe from Matrix.

I think about meeting up with Walms, but I'm not lucid; I think all of this is happening in real life. I think I'm meeting him later.

There's a man lying on the pavement in the middle of the parking lot (behind my car). The manager (of Walmart) doesn't know what to do, and ambulance/police are on the way. The man might have raped someone? We decide we need to move him and I lift, hooking my hands under his arms while the (female) manager lifts his legs. We carry him into the lobby and lay him on a bench. The girlfriend is waiting, and he wakes up briefly and says something to her.

Possibly another dream entirely: Walmart bathrooms are converted to sleeping places for $15 a night. Carpeted, the toilets are gone and the stalls are wood. I exit the stall and find red lockers being brought in. I chat with the girl in charge of the program, but decide that I'd really rather leave. Unfortunately, the building's on lockdown until morning. I plot my escape.

After a false awakening I don't remember, I wake up. Probably. I'm dead tired and know I should RC. I flip open the curtain and count five fingers. Then I collapse back into bed and fall asleep.

Fragments. My dad talking about one of our cousins.

Walmart. Scare Factor: 1. Reaction: I think I'm catching a flu bug.