frugalito
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I woke up and saw the time: 04h25
Went back to sleep.

I dreamt that I in an old neighborhood (El Paraiso) I used to visit a long, long time ago when I was I child.
I was in a known car; owned by one of my best friends in high school, is the one we used to drive around, but the driver is not my friend but anther good friend from a very different time. I was in the back seat and someone else was in the car.
The ride was full of curves. We ended up at the soccer field in my high school. There we met the owner of the car.
We talked about, at least, four different topics, including my friends efforts to find a date (which was the kind of conversation we used to have).
We all go to a party held in a several stories building.
There I met with several people to whom I talked as in a party.
I met with a girl I used to like a long time ago, we held a long and fine conversation. She leaves and I slip of the party.
I wonder around the building for a (long)while. I stumble upon a terrace on the second story. I look down and I see a pool. Nobody is in a pool except by two dead small little mammals (can’t say what they were but they were small, mice-like, and white with dark spots. They where puffed maybe due to the drowning)
I fall into the pool making a big wave. The wave moves out of the pool the little mammals.
I start to feel guilt and I run out of the pool room. While I open the metal door, water displaced by my wave gets through the door, into the building.
Now I am in the buildings corridor and I realize I am in underwear.
More people start to appear down the corridor, this time they are family.
I don’t want to be seen in underwear and I desperately talk to the security guard to open the elevator door. He is sitting across a typical security desk and acts indifferently. He finally agrees to open in very slowly.
I’m impatient.
I wake up. I see the clock; it’s 04h35.

I am on the surface of a huge balloon or small asteroid about the size of a neighborhood.
The whole surface is covered by houses tightly placed side by side, and their porches.
I wander around this floating city.

There are no streets and you have to walk around by passing through the houses or porches. Wondering around is like walking through a labyrinth.
Houses are old, one-flatted, filled by green plants; vines ferns and bushes.
Architecture is Tuscan alike.

Some houses are empty, and others are full with people – like within a social reunion.
It seems like somebody at my back – I never see his face – is constantly explaining to me what I see.

This advisor lets me know that I am allowed to keep one of the empty houses.
I wonder for hours, from one house to another. I can’t make up my mind.
I wake up.

A Hailee Steinfeld looking girl is walking on a the streets of a fantasy city.
She is pregnant and she in trouble. She’s escorted.
She is walking towards some guy who doesn’t look like me.
This guy works for the authority that ha to punish the girl.
He’s the executer.
They keep walking for while until they meet.
They pass along each other like if they were strangers.
They have a secret plan for escaping/deceiving the authority.
It is not going to be easy.

I'm in a strange house. I have never seen it before but I know is my own.
There`s a soccer match I am watching at the TV.
A dear friend calls. I thought she wanted to comment the match since I knew she was a big fan.
Instead, she says she is leaving for good and that that was her last called ever.
I recall then that our country had being having very hard times and some people had being unfairly prosecuted.
I cry deeply.
I run to find Patricia, who is at the bathroom, to get her at the phone since I knew she was very dearest to her as well.
her reaction is almost apathetic.
I yell to her through the close door detailing the circumstances.
I wake up.

I am in a narrow beach I feel I've been before.
I'm with my family.
There's a sense of hurry. Something is going to happen to the sea in the near future.
You access to the beach trough some kind of stores aligned on shore.
I try to convince a street vendor to give some kind recipient that will be very useful when the problem arrives.
I am unsuccessful (I recognize his face though I don't know the man in real life)
Suddenly, Goofy (who was with my family all along) gets into a flying device, picks up a bomb from the sea and flies away with it, ending the menace.
I see Goofy flying from an aerial view.
He flights to the mouth of a volcano where he drops the bomb.