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My mother passed away in 1980; I lost the ability to picture in my mind a few years later. Last night I dreamed about being at the ocean with a group of people, my daughter and great niece were there and we were swimming. there were bleachers there and my sister-in-law was sitting there. I went up to see her and saw my mother very vividly sitting beside her. I went over to talk to her and looked down and there were tons of flea-like insects crawling on my ankle. I was trying to brush them off and noticed this big bug embedded in my leg; I asked my mother to get it off and she said no because it was a stink bug but she started pealing off my leg; on the inside of this bug was all black. she finally got the bug off but the head was inserted into my leg so I just turned my leg over and the head fell out. then I was at this house where this group and I had been staying and I was standing on this big ladder trying to get my clothes off the line because I wanted to go home with Rhonda but I knew she had already left. As I was throwing my clothes down they became so heavy that the ladder tipped over and I fell. I landed on my feet but broke both of my leg and a rib which punctured my lung. It ended with me being in the hospital going into surgery.

I walked into H’s classroom. I was wearing jeans, and a black sweater with a zip at the top. I walked across the front of the room and then to the back right corner. I thought I saw an open seat near Pig, but as I drew nearer I noticed an article of clothing on that seat. It was taken. I then went over to the back left corner of the room, and there I found a seat. It was near Bottle Cap Guy. I talked to him a bit, but about what I can’t recall. I had a black binder on the floor. Pig sat on that binder. I said timidly, "Pig, you're sitting on my binder. That's not good." I asked her to get off it. She obliged. Later, I left the room and headed down the hall to where the stairs are – the ones that lead down to the woodshop hall. They were much larger than they are in real life, and slightly curved. Pig was coming up those stairs toward me, holding a baby. The baby looked...pristine? Pig didn't pay me much attention as she passed. After Pig, I then had to wait for a class of little kids as they made their way up the middle of the stairs. There was another class waiting to go up, but I set off down the stairs before they started up. As I went down, I saw an old man struggling mightily along the rails to get up the stairs, about 10-15 steps from the top. I debated whether I should help him, and decided he would be fine, so I continued on. There was a teacher at the bottom next to the kids, looking at me strangely. Judging me, perhaps. At the bottom of the stairs, I found myself in a sort of "Dream" Vegas. I had a sunken feeling. I was so far from getting there, and it really sunk in then. I felt depressed as I meandered around this basement casino. I thought of what it would be like to do an interview about poker. "We" was a word I imagined using in the interview...Referring to "we poker players", probably. I thought about speaking strongly rather than timidly – of being a strong character rather than a weak and pathetic one.

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