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Dreamed I was trying to get home on a rusty old bike. I don't remember feeling uncertain, only that it was going to take me awhile. Suddenly I saw two dogs come towards me. They stopped and when they did I turned to see some giant animal with it's anus sticking out at me. I realized it was going to spray shit right on me. Taken aback I said, "really?". Like, this is absurd. That's when I saw that people were watching and getting enjoyment out of what was sure to be a very bad experience for me. Suddenly what I think is a giant snail appears, and I quickly climb underneath it just before the other animal releases itself. I don't remember anyt

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.

I was at my parents house when I looked at myself in the mirror and noticed that the lens of my left eye had become cloudy with a thin milky white layer resembling cataract. It impaired my eyesight reducing the vision on the eye to about 50%. Even though I realized that I couldn't remove it, the discomfort i felt as a result of the reduced eyesight made me rub it repeatedly. I walked out of the bathroom and headed to join my family in the garden while feeling concerned about the possibility that it would spread to the other eye and leave me blind.

I am walking with 3 people whose faces I can't recognize. They are abreast and slightly behind me. The middle figure holds a closed box that holds the answer to a question/riddle that he/she poses to the group. We continue to walk down what seems to be a cobbled side street and discuss the possible answers. Eventually, the figure holding the box opens it to reveal the other two who are flanking him/her. A brilliant white light shines from the box, but the hinged lid blocks my view the source. I am overcome with a powerful sense of peace and tranquility, but I am told that I cannot look at the light...it's not my time. I suddenly find myself at a table with old friend whom I have not seen in years and tell them "not to worry, everything will be all right" and I have a feeling of joy and peace.

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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