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I was drinking with two friends who I dont know very well and see rarely on a beach. Next im looking for something in an unrecognizable house I tell both of my friends that I will catch up later because I have to let my bear out to go potty. I play with the bear like a dog but a green apple is the toy. Im scared of the bear while im playing with it cause im afraid hes playing to rough and I might get hurt. Then the bear falls into a deep sleep on a pillow outside.

I'm at my own birthday party drinking a lot of alcohol. There is a guy there who I find attractive and want to talk to but he keeps ignoring me. His ex girlfriend is there as well and I'm trying to keep her away from him. I get jealous and Gary and smash a cake. Throughout the dream I keep loosing and then looking for my daughter. Members of my family that i never see are there. At the end of the dream my phone rang and while talking my teeth were very loose.

I don't remember much, but I do recall that I was sitting in a restaurant with Carolyn, my TA from my queer theory course. It's fuzzy, but I feel like we were talking, laughing, drinking red wine. All of a sudden our conversation seemed to turn serious. Then, out of nowhere we're outside, walking with my professor behind the two of us. My arm is around Carolyn (either affectionately or because she is cold) and we start talking about snow. Everything around us is stark white--the houses, the mailboxes, covered in snow. So, I reach down to make a snowball to throw at her, and the snow, which was once soft-looking, turns out to be hard packing-snow. I try to make a snowball, but I can't, instead grabbing a huge chunk of snow that looks like an anvil, and just stare at it for some time before making a snowball and throwing at her. Meanwhile, she's running away from the snow, laughing, screeching, and the snow ball just seems to follow her into oblivion, ever moving on a straight line.

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