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So not to long ago my boyfriend close friend died it was like maybe a month or 2 ago. So In the dream him and a couple of his family and people that knew him went to just go put things on the grave and when it was his turn to put something on the grave he dropped to his knees & cried his eyes out and I just hold him and rubbed my hands on his head while he cried then a lil bit after he was okay like normal but he was sitting down on a wash machine or dryer and then I walk up to him and we kissed and hugged but he LOOKED me in my eyes and told me he was in love with me all over again

Generally I am on some kind of tram or bus. I am traveling along with some textbooks and notebooks. Usually I have a backpack but sometimes I am just carrying the books in my arms. Anyway, eventually someone I know gets on the bus. It is finals or midterms week and I have no doubt been up most of the night. The person asks if I am ready for the test in (and then he/she names a subject). I freak out and say I am not in that class! I then realized I either had never been aware I had that class or I hadn’t been there since the 1st week and forgot to return or forgot to drop the class. Anyway I break out in a cold sweat and ask to borrow his/her notes and start cramming as fast as I can. I realize that the final covers the whole semester and is worth about 80% of the class. I also realize I must pass this class in order to get to remain in school…then I awaken

Scene 1: at a light. 1 car in front of us. light with railroad track. one train went in front of us on the driver side straight. our light stayed red. not understanding why we couldn't go straight. then looked further ahead and saw another train going to the right in a turn position. (other side of the light.) staright train stopped. 1 more right in front. we were in between 2 tracks. front one had train go by. everyone's car shook but ours. all trains stopped and we went home. dropped off megan. then dropped me off. scene 2: walked in the house from back door. walked up the porch and in kitchen door. then i went into living room to set down mail. walked back into kitchen to get coffee.then i hear the back door handle jiggle. i turn around and a man walked in. hoping no one was home, we stood there and looked at me. then looked into the famiily room then back at me and astared at me. then i woke up?! man description: black, 5'6-5'9 weight:average male weight. not slim, not heavy. short black hair. small circle messy hair. blue jean colored blue jacket with zipper. zipped up just passed half way. black beanie. with jacket hood half pulled over. N-95 white face mask. dark colored shirt. (black or dark blue) man let me see memory from like 20 min ago. was being told he had to do it. wanted a reason to not do it when he walked into my kitchen.

I woke up at 4:44am from a super intense dream that we were under marshal law and the military was coming in to lock down the roads to keep us in place. My daughters and I were camping in my parents RV in at a ‘glamping’ waterfront resort near my house. My newish boyfriend (of 9 months) arrived just as it was starting when we didn’t know what was happening yet and secured us in the locked RV safely. I went out to get my parents rifle (which they don’t have in real life) from a safe while my boyfriend was helping the girls hide, just as a stranger manifested inside the RV and I drew the gun to shoot an empty fire arm. I woke up so panicked it felt real and looked up that other people have been having marshal law dreams

I went to a bar with two romantically interested men. One had dips and the other told him to hurry up or he'd take his shot. We sat down at the bar and ordered drinks. They had cocktails and I had a beer. Next thing I wake up on the floor with someone i don't know spooning me. When I wiggle away he comes back and as I get up to put him in his place he leaves the bar with his friend. As I follow them out I feel insulted and violated, telling him off. Just before he reaches the exits I try to literally kick his behind but a duvet around my lower body restricts my reach and I miss short. I turn around and walk back too realize the men are gone and I ask the bartender how long I've been sleeping. 2 hours he says

The computer keyboard is so dusty I can’t clearly see the letters on the keys. I’m not a good touch typist, so I need to see those keys. I wipe the dust away, but it just keeps getting thicker and thicker. I try to type anyway, but I hit the wrong keys and have to keep hunting for the backspace key. I’m frustrated because I have to write. As I frantically wipe away at the dust it gets thicker and darker until my keyboard is covered in the rich, dark, grass-flecked dirt of my flower beds. I keep trying to dig through the dirt and type, but the dirt gets deeper and deeper. I can’t see my keyboard at all, but I dig and paw at the dirt, trying to find it.

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