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Warfare as begun at a distance. Advancing battle-front. Church house? Need to evacuate. School? Hotel, packing up to leave. Watching skies - trails look beautiful but are from shelling. Frag blue plastic reaches us - time to go (still church house/school. Leaving, watching skies - parachutes: invading allies, Scottish paratroopers, asking what we've seen. I'm already leaving, ahead of the crowd. Go to room, stuff gone, L rings to ask for room-specific info: can't give it because I've already checked out (wisely - ahead of invasion). Hiding under bed.

I was being hunted by a mexican cartel gang after shooting one of their members when they got violent with one of my cousins. i dont know what i was doing in mexico. My wife and the kids were there but not with me. after i shot the guy, i kept running and running because their gang was going to chase me down once they found out what i did, so i had to get a head start if i was going to make it. i ran and ran through towns and trails in the woods. I stopped when i got to an auto shop with nice vintage cars are struck up a conversation with the mechanics. they were nice and gave me clothes to change into because i was wearing white flowing robes for some reason. Somehow my wife and the kids caught up to me. My wife sat with my baby son and I sat with my daughter and others who where there watching the cars in the shop sitting on bleachers. My daughter left my lap and ran towards the door to go outside to look at something. As I got up to chased after her, out of nowhere machine fire started from the back and I ran and picked up my daughter, went to the floor and rolled on my sides out the door. I turned around to see my wife on the floor too with my son. My son was shot in his forearm and Amy was unhurt in the hail of gunfire. i was so sad, then i woke up.

I entered a busy roundabout and my car went under a huge trucks trailer, i was following his route to try and keep the trailer wheels from hitting my car, but the wheels were coming closer all the time i just knew i was going to die my thoughts were with my mum, not my husband or my children but my mum i was imagining her recieving the news ans planning my funeral. I had not been talking or thinking about trucks,trailers dying, roundabouts. so cannott think where this has come from.

I was living in a trailer, or mobile home as my Mom called them, and had spent the day sanding the finished drywall of a house, and came home. Mom said I needed to park my car between Honeoye and West Bloomfield and walk to Canada to sell Salsa. And, there I was, covered in caked drywall dust walking to Canada. I walked through the night and by 10:00am or so, the next day, I was in Canada, famished, and came upon a diner that had a Community bathroom/shower area. I was eager to rinse the drywall dust off. This gorgeous girl was standing in line behind me, waiting for the shower. She was talking about weed legalization in Canada and how the "weeders" and "puritans" were in conflict over the whole thing. I, however, couldn't concern myself with this, because I had Salsa to sell.

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