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I was going on a journey; to where I don’t know, and found myself at the airport. Just before I presented myself to the check-in desk I felt an annoying lump on the bridge my nose; slightly to the left hand side... like a plook. So I trudged off to the nearest mirror for a look, and discovered the shocking truth. This was no pimple, zit, spot or suppuration of pus that had grown like a mountain to the surface of my skin. Nor was this a teenage bout of acne waiting to be compressed between my pinched thumb and forefinger, exuding a lava that resembled the contents of a squeezy bottle of mustard. But what was it? I had to look closer..... A miniature flower had taken root and bloomed through the surface of my earthly pore. Like a daisy gently bristling in a grassy meddow, the pollen scented aroma of summer surrounded by silken petals bloomed in colour and vibrancy. I began to pick off the petals one by one only to find hidden under each an angry wasp buzzing with rage and torment, including the Queen who sat under the petal at the top of the flower pointing north at 12 o’clock. For fear of being stung I couldn’t touch anymore and had to leave any future ‘weeding’ until after my flight. As my flight landed I found myself in Windsor and a new job. I was working for another Queen, this time Elisabeth I of Scotland and II of England. My job was to help with the smooth running of the upcoming Royal Wedding of Harry and Meghan. The job didn’t last and I soon found myself unemployed. Handing back in my Royal page-boy type uniform, consisting of plus fours, white tights, buckled shoes and a thrilly laced shirt, I returned to Mexico. Dejected, starving and struggling for cash I decided, upon advice from a friend, to become self-employed and was soon earning a pittance gift wrapping souvenirs purchased by tourists for their loved ones at home. It wasn’t enough though and my meagre earnings barely stretched to buying a plate of taco soup, rice and beans. But In a weird twist of fate my dream morphed into a strange success story – like the American dream I tweaked my business and moved it lock, stock and two smoking barrels to a gay nightclub. I was now offering a naked gift wrapping service and was rolling in the money.

We were in a space, a hallway, it was white, parts of the floor had turquoise tiles... I don't know exactly why we were there, but you were standing by the corner, I approached you from behind. When you turned around your eyes were filled with tears. You put your back against the wall, slid down to the floor. My eyes swelled with tears, we didn't say anything at the time but I picked you up, sat in a chair and we held each other. I tried consoling you but I could barely hold back my own tears. Eventually we left whatever place that was and we got on the train. You rested your head on my shoulder, then looked into my eyes. You said " I'm sorry" then I said " No, I'm sorry, I should've gotten there faster" the I woke up.... I don't know what it means but it's been on my mind all day.

It starts out when Mom, Dad, myself and several other people I don't know are standing on a beach. Then out of nowhere gunfire or something loud suddenly scares the crowd. I get separated from my parents and I head to the place we are staying but don't see them there. I stay there for a while until I decide to go look for them. The scene changes and I'm in a college for a visit to a campus with my choir. I'm lost and separated from everyone and thunder and lightning are booming. I panic and start crying. Then some people ask me what is going on and I told them I couldn't find my family or choir group. They said they would help me. Then the scene changes for a third and final time. I'm in my church and I see a hallway with a light on just barely showing through a crack in the door. I tell them I need to use the restroom. The restroom was down that hallway. They seemed hesitant to let me go but then they vanish. I reach the door and open it only to see a dead body of a girl. I stumbled back. She looked to have been hung and stabbed several times. I ran into the bathroom and calmed down. The lights went out. I walk out of the bathroom and back down the hall. The janitor was walking down the hallway towards me. I decided to act normal. He grabbed me and asked if I had seen anything. I lied and said no. He started dragging me back to the closet. I panicked and somehow got him to drop me. I ran into the place right behind the center for worship and I see mom and dad. I run over to them and hug them. They seemed just as relieved to see me. The janitor came over and offered to play Rock Paper Scissors with my mom. She said sure. I had a bad feeling in my gut. They played Rock Paper Scissors and she lost, paper to scissors. She laughed and said something like oh darn I lost. The janitor smirked and replied back with yes you did and he stabbed her in the heart with a pair of scissors. He shot dad point blank in the head. I called the police and they came quickly. I ran outside and the cop put me in the car and locked me in. The next thing I know there is a splatter of read and a body against the door and the man smirking at me from the church. The last thing I remember is me screaming that he was going to kill me and for backup to show up. He kills all of them then points the gun at me and a gunshot. That is the last thing I remember before I wake up.

Bizarre dream. Small dogs. Playful small dogs. Blue candys. Can't realize I'm eating the candy (similar to jawbreakers). More and more candy is in my mouth but I don't realize. A tooth is VERY loose and about to fall out. Choke on my tooth. Spit it out and tons of candy falls out. Can't get the candy out it's so much in my mouth. Very drunk and stumbling. Trapped. Small room. Weird doors and ladder. Girl locks everything weirdly from the inside. Asks me if I like her one dog. mouth is suddenly full of candy and I spill some out. She thinks I'm throwing up. She sees the full pieces of candy. Questions it. I cry. Run away. Embarrassment feelings. Edit: Someone in room says my mom is on her way to pick me up. I freak out. So drunk. Can barely see and stumbling hard.

I’m standing on a gravel driveway, near the end by a gravel road. I’m just a young kid, but I don’t know how old. The sky is gray and getting darker. I can see a house at the end of the driveway, it looks close yet far away. My whole family is near the house so I try going towards it, but I don’t make much process. I turn around towards the gravel road and try to walk that way. My limbs feel heavy, and I can barely move. My eyes start to close and I have to fight to keep them open. I feel trapped in a small area on this driveway, unable to make progress in any direction. I want to call for my mom, but I can’t open my mouth and she doesn’t hear me. It gets harder to breath. I’m stuck.

My dream was that I was at a building where I used to work and went to the bathroom, when I tried to leave the bathroom, a tiger was loose in the building and someone yelled as a warning that a tiger was on the loose. Now there were two other people in the restroom with me, so I saw this tiger coming towards the door and kept it from coming in but just barely. It was sniffing under the door, using its paws and claws to try to get my feet, and then went away. Next I was going to leave the office but someone had taken my flip flop sandals, so I was looking in everyone's cubicles trying to find my shoes. Then me and an old friend were leaving the office, but when we got outside the door police pulled up and starting shooting at us with bullets that looked like lasers. We tried to tell them we worked there and they didn't care. That was the end

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