Last night I had a very vivid dream, but unfortunately I don’t remember much of it! The farthest I can remember is riding down a hill on my bicycle in the town that I used to live. It was quite sunny with a few clouds in the sky, and I think it was a little cold. On my right was some market or something, and when I passed the street and almost got hit by a white car driven by an old lady, just like in the dream I had on 12/30/07. She said that it was alright since she didn’t need to turn there anyways after I apologized about blocking her, because she had to go in through a different entrance. Continuing down the hill I got to the main crossing in the town I live now. Sort of an interesting merge between the two places now that I think about it. I saw some bikers going up the hill. Then I saw that the one going uphill had two followers who were walking up, but first one I saw was trying to bike up. He was wearing red and had blonde hair and pale. This is odd because in real life there is a biker I always see that wears red with dark skin and black hair. I could see it had rained because the dirt bike trail was a deeper shade of brown and the soil below stuck to my shoe a little. The dirt trail before me was a small hill with a small trail. It was stunningly realistic, with all the runoff ruts caused by rain and erosion and different colored soil depending on their positions from the ruts. After this, I was going to cross the street and went to press the button. A kid I knew in 8th grade dared me to do something; probably cross without pressing the button. I don’t remember much, but I got home. I’ll consider this part a separate dream since it was too different to be related. |
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