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Driving.. in like an open jeep/car type thing with my friend.. I think we are going 'home' from Cape Breton... but not really sure where our 'home' is .. I remember talking - and her telling me about her 8 hour flight to Vegas.. and complaining about it.. Then all of a sudden.. we have to go through this bad fog.. but its not just fog.. there's like stuff in the air.. like its smoke from fire..(can't remember if we saw the guys at the fire then or not) And we can't see.. and I'm getting worried.. and she keeps driving through.. Then.. all of a sudden.. we don't have the car anymore..and we have to climb through these cliffs.. like scaling them.. She went ahead of me.. and somehow..she was on the cliff across from me... (maybe there was a way to get over there by scaling the rocks) and this guy was dragging (helping) her up. I was still on other cliff.. and making my way to the bottom - she was on top of your cliff. Then when I get to the bottom and turn around (as I was facing the rocks) there was a handsome (strawberry blonde/tall/scruff) guy standing right there in front of me. I remember thinking (and maybe saying)...well isn't this a nice surprise.. and I said 'hi' - and he said hi. Could tell there was a mutual attraction.. lol Then we are just hanging out - at the fire and stuff with the guys.. They were from Cape Breton - and going 'home' too.. so we were all planning on going 'home' together..

Backyard of my house down by storage building. With a group of people sitting and chatting. Looked up toward the house and saw clearly came through as my deceased mother sitting in a solitary chair on an empty brick patio. The chair and her were facing forward. I Clearly knew it was my mother by sense as opposed to facial features which were not as clear. She had on the colors black and red, possibly shorts and top. As I looked up and saw her, she turned her head to the right and looked down toward me. I turned to ask the group if my " mother" could join us. I guess I was startled by this and woke up or woke myself up.

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.

I was in a cafe/pub - quite derelict, a bit run down. I was accompanied by a person from my past and a person from my present (the persons of no great significance other than they may have crossed my mind recently). I suddenly realised I was naked and felt very exposed, so I quickly grabbed my dressing gown to cover myself up. I then saw myself (looking at - not being) as a 17 year old - same age, same hair, same clothes and horrible make up. This was just for a few moments; but I was still me. Then my sister and her husband give me their new born baby boy) (they don't have a new born baby in reality) for me to look after. He was sleeping at first but I wanted him to wake up so I could see, cuddle, play and engage with him. The baby kept waking up occasionally and smiling at me and it was a warm feeling. He looked so happy and the detail was immense. I remember thinking he had his Dad's nose. Next thing the baby was immersed in water (as per my sister's instructions for me baby-sitting). I was following her instructions; but it didn't feel right. I looked at the baby again and he was immersed quite deeply, so I decided to take him out of the water. I panicked at first because he appeared blue and that he almost died. I then very quickly brought him back to life and he was smiling again. I then continued to nurse him and cuddle him. The dream then switched slightly. I was still in the same old derelict pub/cafe; but it was like I had forgotten anyone else was there (the persons from past and present). It was just me and the baby. I was standing holding the baby facing a very clear reflection (window). Looking at this reflection, the baby was very happy and smiling and so was I. I felt a strong, warm bond with the baby.

Supposedly dead person in a chair in a full red track suit, fake mustache and sunglasses. I was the only person who saw it move and when i tried to mention it to anyone else the thing "died" again. Suddenly were running only I'm facing backwards connected to whatever it was that was chasing it. Felt like my clothes were tight like they were being pulled like if something else were in then running the opposite direction and I could hear the wind in my ears just like I was running

I went from being on my college campus to walking down to block and being in a major city, with city lights and taxis. I was standing on the street corner in a city and night with 2 girls, one of them was my good friend and the other was someone I recognized but I kept calling her by the name of someone else. So we were about to split up, and I was going back to the college party and she was going to the city party so I was trying to give my number to the girl so we could meet up later but I kept typing it in incorrectly for like 15 minutes. While still trying to give my friend my number I saw my cousin but she looked about 10 years older and she asked about my presentation and who I presented it to. Then this african song came on and everyone in the streets started dancing including me and my friends and I was dancing like I knew this song but I've never heard this song in my life. Then there was like some group or team of girls about 6 or 7 and they were dancing to the song and they had on red and black vertical striped jerseys and they started taking off their clothes and when they finished they knelt down facing the street breasts showing. Everyone was just watching them there was a yellow taxi across the street and a white taxi behind it and Mr. Feeny from Boy Meets World got out of the drivers seat in the white taxi.

I was standing on the corner in a city and night with 2 of my friends trying to give my one friend my number but I kept typing it in the wrong way for like 15 minutes. While still trying to give my friend my number I saw my cousin but she looked about 10 years older and she asked about my presentation and who I presented it to. Then this african song/anthem came on and everyone in the streets were dancing including me and my friends and I was dancing like I knew this song but I've never heard this song in my life. Then there was like some group or team of girls about 6 or 7 and they were dancing to the song and they had on red and black vertical striped jerseys and they started taking off their clothes and when they finished they knelt down facing the street. Everyone was just watching them, there was a yellow taxi across the street and a white taxi behind it and Mr. Feeny from Boy Meets World got out of the drivers seat in the white taxi.

Dreamed I was walking to the end of a road, exhausted. The sky was gray and overcast, and I could hear the sea nearby, though I could not see it. At the road's end was a slight rise and a stone fence with a gate. When I reached the gate, at the top of that rise, the sky lifted. Inside the gate was a house, and a lawn of the kind of impossibly bright green you only see when the light comes out after a storm. The house was old, dark stone, well-built and close-fitted, with a slate roof, wooden trim that might have been brown, or perhaps just soaked from the storm. The door was open, someone standing in the doorway, facing away from me. I opened the gate and stepped onto the gravel path from gate to door, and I could see the figure well enough to see it was a woman in a red dress, wearing a straw hat, but not well enough to tell who it was, just that my exhaustion dropped away and I began to run up the path. As I got closer, the figure in the doorway turned. It was you, and if the clouds had lifted at the gate, when you smiled the sun came out.

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