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In my dream, a guy I knew for 13 years appeared in my dreams. He knows I'm married, in real life. We are at this plant place with a group of people. When he decides to sit very close to me, in front of everybody. And then he says, " want everyone to know how I feel about you." Everyone starts looking, he puts his cheek near my face, I kissed his cheek. And then he states, I want to talk to you later about us. My cousin appears as we walk and say nothing. She gives him my number. We walk out of a school, I'm trying to speak to him, he says nothing. Then he gets in a car with someone, and rides off.

In a large glass house by the ocean or large body of water, there is an music event happening. Somehow I know the band, and one of the band members is a blonde girl with a shorter haircut. She smiles at me, next scene im walking into a bedroom that feels familiar, I lift the covers off the bed, blonde girl is laying there spread eagle, we have sex, next scene, there is a lot of people in the house now, music is playing, next scene a portion of the house is connected right up to some large body of water, strange compulsion to be in the water, only see glimpses of blonde girl here and there, left with a feeling of longing or knowing for the blonde girl, then I woke up.

I am out in a field at night. The area is flat, with sparse vegetation. The horizon is dotted with scraggly trees, very far away. I am alone. I walk for a long time, with no particular destination. After a while, I see a figure on the horizon. As I I draw closer, I see it is a little boy, dressed in Elizabethan era clothing. As I approach him, he smiles. He pulls a journal of drawings seemingly out of no where, and shows me some pictures. A sickening feeling washes over me as I realize his drawings are all mocking the Holocaust. There are pictures of the deceased, and Nazi soldiers. I look back at his face to find him still smiling at me, but this time is seems evil.

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