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    Hometown Dreams

    by , 11-15-2010 at 10:12 PM (447 Views)
    Constructed, Bombarded, Commemorated
    Clarity: 6/10
    Importance:4/10
    Sleep: Good
    Sleep Position: Unknown
    I'm helping a friend work on his new house. A lot of the guys are there. I end up leaving with Steele, and we drive towards Petawawa. Up ahead on the road, the military is has the road blocked off with tanks. Military people are scurrying about, and I hope it's not a search checkpoint. Not that we have anything to hide, I just don't like that sort of thing.

    Somebody begins to shoot, large caliber rounds I can see fly through the air like tracer rounds. The military squares off against this shooter, and we take cover between two tanks. The shots get really close to us at one point, but eventually I see all the army guys cluster together pointing their guns at the ground. I figure they caught the offender.

    Sean and I walk towards the school, and see a short asian guy we recognize do the same. It was a guy we ran into on the way to a Tragically Hip concert. One of our friends had spray painted the school to commemorate our trip, and had done a few portraits of them asian man. The guy begins to see paintings of himself on the school and is a little freaked out as to why he would be painted there several times.



    Old Friends
    Clarity: 8/10
    Importance:4/10
    Sleep: Nap
    Sleep Position: Unknown
    I'm at Donald's, and we decide to go out into the bush out back. I pick up my jacket, but it's full of candy, which I stuff back into my pockets. Then my leather jacket seems really heavy, so much that I can barely walk with it. Next I spot another leather jacket of mine, and wonder how I'll bet them both home, since they're so heave.

    I notice it's warm out, and take of my jacket. Donald is in the back of the lot amongst the trees on a horse. I hope there's a horse for me as well. Before I can go look, I hear some electric guitar and a female voice singing from next door. They're playing AC/DC. Andrew wanders out, and the AC/DC becomes a Jefferson Airplane song. He shows me the chords he's playing, and I see this awesome chord structure with an awesome sound in my mind. different than the song he's playing, but it fits.

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