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I've always struggled to have LDs. I've never been able to keep a dream journal going, but I'll give it my best shot anyways.
Last night I dreamed that I was at camp. But camp wasn't in the woods -- it was in the city. There were a group of us and we were in danger. I remember that I had a cup of tapioca pudding -- and for some reason that was extremely important.
you better eat that pudding!
No kidding!
Last night I had another dream I can remember a bit of.
Someone convinced me to go buy a gun. (I am terrified of guns!!)
The gun shop was near the library, but I forgot to bring my books to return. I went in and looked at the pistols -- most of them looked really shoddy -- like they would blow up in my hand.
The only one that looked pretty sturdy was over $200, which seemed like a lot to me. I held it in my hands but got too frightened and left without buying anything. I felt like I would be judged, but didn't care.