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I had a dream I was hiding in Ryan's( my ex who I have been speaking to recently "friendly and peacefully"; although he knows I want more) house in some kind of shack. It was dark room with a floor made of dirt. It felt kind of like a barn. In it from the ceiling was this big brown jar looking thinking. I couldn't make out what it was. When I peeked from the door an saw his feet dangling off the couch I saw an opportunity to surprise him so I jumped out and before I even jumped on him he looked startled but I ended up jumping on the couch next to him instead. I changed my mind mid flight. I got the sense that he know I was hiding in that weird shack with the honey. surprisingly he wasn't mad (he would have been furious in real life). He said something about hiding in the shack with the honey bees. I didn't see any honey bees but thats when I knew that jar was honey. In another room there was his fathers/mother salon. (His father and mother split up when he was 5 and neither of them own a salon) But before that he said he had to go the bathroom and get ready to change for something. He left the door open and got undressed to show me these blue kiddy underwear he was wearing (as a joke) I saw that as my opportunity to grab his dick. As I was holding on to him about to get all sexual (he seemed unaware that I wanted him sexually) I turned to see a woman sitting in the bathroom/salon. She didn't seemed startled by my inappropriate behavior in front of her but I was so I let go. She was waiting for someone to cut her hair wet already washed hair. So I wen to cut her hair. I cut it really short she really disliked it. But when I finished it was longer again as she tried to fix it in the mirror. It was nicer. His father came down as if he was the one who was about to do this woman's hair to realize I already did it. Thats all I remember.

I am in my drivers Ed instructor’s car. I can feel my palms start to sweat as Gena, my instructor, is giving me directions. I do not understand why I am so nervous; I have been on multiple lessons. I am currently on my way to London when I see a stop light turn red. I try to press my foot on the break but it does nothing. I continue to try and it does not work either. Gena is not paying any attention, as she is currently texting. As I get closer and closer to the stoplight, I give up on the brake and try the emergency brake instead. As I go to pull it, the handle breaks off. At this point, my dream slows down giving me the opportunity to look around. I look to my left and notice a sweet old lady sitting in a red bug, I watch as she crossed the intersection. Next, I look to the right and notice a big transport truck approaching the intersection. The man behind the wheel looks tried as though he has been driving all day. During my observations, the car I am in is now about to cross the intersection, with a transport truck coming full speed toward me. I run through my options. Those options being close my eyes brace myself and hope for the best or speed up and hope to avoid the transport truck. I chose the second option. I slammed my foot on the gas and speed through the intersection. I miss the truck by an inch. I sighed a breath of relief, took my foot of the gas, and pulled the car over.

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