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The whole state of Montana caught fire, my dead mother was alive in my dream and I kept asking her "you don't remember" as she was going through her phone it was missing things off of it. My grandma was moving to texas with my little sister and I begged her to let me go with because I didn't want to die in Montana, everything was on fire. Someone tore a water tower down and it ended up spilling into the pools, it didnt help the fire.... it just kept going at the end of the dream my grandma finally agreed to me going with her and my sister and she was helping me pack but all that was there was some muppet stuffed animals that we were putting into boxes

I dreamed that i was in a small airplane with 3-4 other people and we took off and something malfunctioned and we did a couple barrel rolls to turn around and land back on the runway. They somehow “fixed” the issue and we took off again like 2 min later. But we couldn’t gain altitude, so we were flying super low, like near cars on a highway. Then we tried to climb because trees were coming and we couldn’t so we had to try and do a sharp turn into a dark forest and i remember curling up in a ball waiting for a collision...but we missed all the trees and stopped short before a short cliff next to a river and we all survived. But the plane broke apart and as i stood up, we were surrounded by a bunch of militants with rifles and they took us. Then i woke up

Art gallery. Started with showbags. Raspberry bullets and lots of other free stuff and magazines. Left if at the counter till the end. Went swimming in the gallery, ther was a cart over the top and you had to jump off it into the water, did 2 backflips underwater, no goggles. Was having sex with someone in a house his room didn’t have doors or walls. Carlos walking up stairs into the room but didn’t see us. Was giving you a handjob and the sheets got soaked. After gallery tried to go home. Plants stuck behind tv in ikea shelves. Had so many messages, Hailey annoyed at me for texting when we had people over. Frazzled I excused my self Went into the living room, Keith on the couch with dan Goldberg playing a game like secret hitler. Then back at the gallery, Keith’s phone broke so you said you’d see me at 7pm. But your phone was in a repair shop and you needed me to get all these things to fix it and then I didn’t get to see you. Didn’t get the showbag either.

I walk to this back room that feels and looks familiar but isnt anywhere i have ever been beforem to go to bed and there is this large bed that is a bit messy. i go to pick up the blanket in the floor between the bed and the wall even though there is a blanket already on the bed. there are 4 rats 3 black one white with only 5 bright red eyes not 6 one of the black rats is packing off something soft while one of the other black rats gaurded uhis path all the while athe white rat comes out and stares me down.

My 3 children and i are standing alone in the dark outside in the mountains scared of what was coming. behind us was a small shack or cabin broken down and old. all around us was tall pine trees when i looked up i sky in a circle opening of the tree tops. dark sky with lots of stars. as we stood there waiting for something to happen all the sudden a huge tsunami wave came and as we braced our selves it hit us and we went underwater. it broke down peices of the cabin and i would grab a floating peice that broke off and put the boys on it so they could stay above water. and then it just went away. all the water went down and before you knew it we were standing there again scared waiting for it to happen. i felt helpless and scared. The tsunami came again and went away a few times. right before the dream ended i looked up in the sky to see 3 full moons side by side. very bright and big. the end

Someone hid my shoes. I was on the subway kidding around with 2 guys, one guy I knew. This guy had known my shoes were taken & didn't tell me. They had been taken by a tall white guy. When it became time for me to get off the train, my shoes were missing from the overhead bin. I took my quilted marroon colored mits & put them in my hands. I then walked outside to catch a yellow taxi home. It was night outside, I wasn't sure which way was north. I was disappointed & mad regarding my shoes. The next day, I sent an email to the office administrator & human resources of the firm I work at to describe what the tall guy had done.

I walk from the upper floor, where the higher years mingle, down to the 2 1/2 floor. I look into glass walled study rooms. A girl I am interested in is there. She comes out and greets me with an uncharacteristcally friendly hug. She looks excited and relieved about something. She leads me towards the stairs that lead out of the building to a beautiful sunset over neatly kept lawns. Before we can decend she is urged by someone on her research team that something needs to finalize some details before submitting. She obliges and implores me to go ahead and she will catch up. I kiss the top right corner of her face and she rushes off with her team. I turn back the way I came to the open stairs that are white, unsupported, and look like they were built to replicate orbital paths. The roof makes the building look spherical. I walk downward and see some friends. I greet them without stopping. Something is on my mind. I have some objective, but I don't know what it is. The whole building shakes and the other stairs fall. People disappear without a trace. I notice a man wearing a dark pink or extremely faded red sweater with the hood up. He seems to be bald. He has a brown and round goatee. He is standing on a scaffolding a floor above me and about 10-20 meters ahead of me. He is armed with a rifle he needs two hands to fire. He sees me and lifts the gun against his should and fast walks towards an exit that leads outside of the building. I wake up in an apartment room. The walls begin at my hips. Beneath the wall there is just a railing like on a flimsy deck. I can see the floor below me. It's a hotel lobby. It's dirty and the lights make everything a shade of piss yellow. The door has a lock, and an opaque window that takes up most of the top center. There is a second opaque window that is as tall as the door on the same side as the lock on the door. Someone in the lobby came and asked about me. I lay down and pretend to be asleep since they could see me if I was standing. The man at the desk points to my room. The man asking about me is dressed in all black and is wearing a comically large brimmed hat with a red feather. He pulls a 2 meter long weapon from his suit case and aims it towards where he thinks I am sleeping and fires. It's less than a few inches from my head. The whole pours out light, white debris, and doves mixed in with both. I roll frantically, open my door and run as fast as I can away from the lobby. I exit the back door and see a bowling alley. People are bowling and buying booze. I am a little flabberghasted because just the night before it was a theatre. I remember following a young woman in a purple dress outside. She was crying, her boyfriend commanded her into the car. It was an expensive looking car. Her hair was done up in a nice looking bun. She saw me come to her rescue and she smiled and wiped her tears away and got into the car. Regardless of last night it was currently a bowling alley. The person behind the bar was an old friend. He offered me a beer. I drank a couple sips and thanked him before running out the far door and seeing my world. I was 20 years in the past outside of a thrift store wearing a varsity jacket and remembering when this thrift store used to be a bowling alley when I was a kid.

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