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There is a party going on in my apartment the party is lots of fun but then a part of the ceiling and wall collapses then i\'m outside it\'s cloudy and raining lightly i see a beautiful slightly older woman outside we flirt and are about to kiss before i stop she touches my face and looks in my eyes and can tell i\'m with someone that i really care for i keep walking and find myself in a bus station with a close friend waiting near a bus stop sign we briefly talk before i go to the bathoom there are a few people in there and i try to use the toilet but it\'s too dirty i leave the bathroom and rejoin my friend

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I fell asleep at roughly 11:15 on Monday, which was much later than usual. I am wondering if the odd dream I had was in any way attributed to the disruption of my sleeping patterns. Perhaps as I recall these dreams over time, I will be able to conjure up something resembling an answer. Every once in awhile, there will be something that makes me fall in love with the human mind all over again—dreams are one of those things. They are the pictures I wish I could see with my mind in a conscious state. First of all, I don’t remember the dream in its entirety, and the parts I do remember are fuzzy and difficult to recall in details great or small. Before going to bed, I remember feeling embarrassed because I had fudged the name of my favorite Dodos album. I like being right—not in the obnoxious way that makes me correct everyone all the time, but in the way that makes me feel silly when I make mistakes. Trudging forward, I had asked a friend, Kaveh, what his all-time favorite album was. I knew what it was the first time we were friends, but I wanted to see if time had changed his answer. In my days at Purdue, my favorite way to talk to someone new was to ask him or her about music. Naturally, one of our first conversations, and probably the only one that I remember so clearly, started with the same question on which our communication ended last night. Back then it was Beep Beep’s “Business Casual,” which, as it turns out, hasn’t changed. The funny thing about “all-time favorites,” is that I don’t think people understand that the “all-time” makes their response very important since this is, essentially, the end all be all of your favorite _____________. My mind is scattered, and so it is only appropriate that the writing of my thoughts follow suit. Back to my dream, though. As I mentioned, the details are quite difficult to recall. They enter into the visual part of my mind in little snippets, like in movies when there are flashbacks that are supposed to all of a sudden bring you to this great understanding. I have not reached this understanding yet. I remember the overall color of the dream was blue—it was almost like there was a blue neon sign outside the window of the room I called “bedroom.” I remember being aware that the apartment that I was in was one that I lived in previously, during my time at Purdue. The carpet was the same, I remember that much. The layout of the room, though, was entirely different. A much smaller version of where I once lived. My bed was near the window and it was raining. My blankets were like white, fluffy clouds. I like to think that it was the white pillowy down comforter I have always wanted. At least in my dreams I am comfortable. It was raining outside, which I enjoyed when I found upon coming back to reality that it actually was raining. In the dream it was raining big, full drops. The beads of water made a beautiful pattern on the window—I remember admiring them. I have always loved watching rain on windows. When I was little, I used to sit in the recliner by the window in our living room and pretend the drops of water were racing each other. I didn’t have many friends. That’s beside the point. I remember feeling like I was having a conversation with someone, but I was alone. The next sequence of events is most likely out of order. Maybe as I read over them upon completion I will notice what needs to be rearranged. I noticed that my phone lit up. This part, I think, was brought on by the fact that prior to actually falling asleep, I had texted someone and fell asleep before getting a response. In my dream, it was Kaveh (it was in the world of consciousness as well). It related vaguely to what we were talking about before I drifted off, but there was something unrelated to what we were discussing. I don’t remember what the extra part was, but I remember enjoying it. The details here are quite fuzzy, and at this point the dream skipped around a lot. Maybe I was drifting in and out of sleep; maybe my mind is telling me not to remember. I often times think that our rational minds are waging war with their emotional counterparts. At the dream’s conclusion, or really just the last part that I remember before waking up, it was still raining quite a bit—I think that it had picked up significantly. There was lightning, which made the room light up for fractions of a second. I couldn’t see very well because of the flashing light. I felt confused. There was someone in my bed, but I don’t know who it was. I gave them a hug before they ended up there—a friendly hug that makes me think it was someone I already knew. I can’t recall their face.

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There is a party going on in my apartment. The party is lots of fun, but then a part of the ceiling and wall collapses. Then I'm outside. It's cloudy and raining lightly. I see a beautiful, slightly older woman outside. We flirt and are about to kiss before I pull back. She touches my face and looks in my eyes and can tell I'm with someone that I really care for. I keep walking and find myself in a bus station with a close friend waiting near a bus stop sign. We briefly talk before I go to the bathoom. There are a few people in there and I try to use the toilet but it's too dirty. I leave the bathroom and rejoin my friend.

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My qualitative research professor is now a soccer coach in my dream. he wants to sign me as a player because he knows i was unhappy on my previous team. i attend training and he manages to convince me to sign. he gets really close to me. for some reason he is wearing a basketball outfit. then hes gone and im walking into the indoor arena where they were just training and i see my former coach standing around naked with another naked guy. i avoid him and go sit in the bleachers with a few friends. then there is a table in the middle of the field so we go sit down to have a meeting. my former coach sits down with us.

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I dreamed I needed to go inside this business I originally drove my car inside but wasn't allowed to keep it there so I had my daughter to park my car I went outside to see if she was ok it had gotten dark and it looked like it had been raining because the ground was wet. I saw my daughter back into a space but she went too far back the tire was over the curb so she pulled forward to straighten up and I guess she gave too much gas because as she pulled forward I saw the car go over a cliff that was directly into of where she was attempting to park

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