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Last night i had the dream that i was in a hurry to say goodbye to this boy. I don't know where he was going or why. I was trying to get to his house, and i was worried i wouldn't make it in time to see him. I left my family (who i was with at the time) and hurried off. I have never been to his house. Eventually i arrived, and ran up to his room. He was standing there, and he looked happy to see me. I ran up to him and jumped and wrapped my legs around him. I felt weightless. Then we kissed, and it was amazing. I felt incredibly happy, however when i looked at him i couldn't tell if he was happy or sad. I wanted to hug him forever. When i woke up it took me a few seconds to work out what was going on!

I am standing on a beach next to my boyfriend and facing away from the water. I am talking to an unnamed female lying on the beach. I turn just in time to see a singular huge wave ready to crash on me and my boyfriend . It crashes down, and at first I feel at ease, but then realize that the undercurrent is dragging me along the ocean floor out to the ocean. I fight against the pull and suddenly pop out of the water perfectly fine. Afterward, I go the home I was staying at on the beach to find that the same unnamed female is throwing a party. At first, I get sucked into the party and then realize that my boyfriend is not there. The rest of my dream is a search to find my boyfriend not knowing whether he survived the wave. In the end, I find him, see that he made it and begin to cry with relief. Then I wake up.

It is usually in two parts; the first is going back in time when I was a child (I am 21) and reliving in my opinion, my best years which involved old friends (I don't really talk to any of them anymore) and excelling at school work because I still have the mind of a 21 year old. The second part changes setting and I am involved in a sort of horror movie where I am being chased by a mystery person/figure who I fight constantly with weapons. Both he and I are fighting to kill, but the surroundings and atmosphere tend to be normal when running away from him or in the moments before he reappears, but when we eventually fight, my weapon which was working in the run up to the fight is now ineffective. Also, it gets darker and I move slower. I do wound the mystery person, but it doesn't effect them at all.

I was on my ship that I served on in the Navy in the 1980's walking by a compartment and in the compartment I saw 4 NY Yankees from the 1970's - 3 pitchers (Ron Gidury, Goose Gossage, and Catfish Hunter) as well as another player not a pitcher but I can't recall who it was. They all had boxes of baseball memorabilia from the 70's with them. I realized that I had in essence stepped back in time that we were in present day 2012 but they were in essence in the 1970's and could not "reach" me. I also realized that their memorabilia was valuable. For whatever reason I was a real jerk to them - and I knew that there was nothing they could do about it. For example, I told Goose Gossage that he was going to have a hard time getting into the hall of fame, told Gidury that he would become a Yankees pitching coach and nothing more, and told Catfish hunter that he would die a young man of Lou Gehrig's disease. I also told them how successful Reggie Jackson had become. I was also rummaging through their memorabilia and was going to steal some of it. Through all of this they just stood there behind their memorabilia and it seemed as though they could do or say nothing. They were almost like cardboard figures. For whatever reason I decided not to take anything and began to walk out, and as I did I looked over my shoulder and made a wise ass comment, but I don't recall what it was. As I turned again to look forward I saw Joe Torre, Bucky Dent, Craig Nettles, Chris Chambliss, and other 1970's Yankees walking in, but they were not young and in their 20's but as they currently look and in their current age. I remember distinctly that Joe Torre was in front and was holding a baseball bat - he was also wearing sun glasses. It was at that point that I realized that I had not stepped back in time but we were in present day and that these Yankees were all gathering for old timer's day. No one said a word to me and I walked out past the Yankees that came in. Fear and shame swept over me because I knew that my actions would be known to the world. That's where the dream ended.

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