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So here is the critical information. I have a dream last night, involving a women, whom I haven't seen since high school (I graduated in 2006) and with whom I have not had any interaction with since elementary or junior high school. I used to have a major crush on her in the third grade for a couple of years. So anyway, in the dream we (and a bunch of others) are camping, or something, on the top of a mountain, which is possibly a ski hill since it is dark outside but the mountainside is covered with powdered snow. The first thing I remember is leaving the campsite area and descending the mountain on foot, thinking that she would follow me. Well I slide down through the snow and land somewhere about half way down and realize that if she has started following me that she is not moving as quickly as I did, or she may not be at all. Anyway it's very dark outside and I am sitting behind a rock when I see a horse, a white horse galloping through the snow descending the mountain. I think how amazing a picture this is. Following that, shortly is a pack of wolves, cresting over the mountain and seem to be heading in the same direction as the horse. I duck down a bit hoping the wolves do not spot me. They do though, and I stand up and face them head on. At this point they turn and run. I am concerned for the girl now and I make my way into a few cabins and eventually back up to the top of the hill calling her name. Eventually I head into my tent and she is there. The last thing I remember before I woke up is her grabbing my left arm and pulling it over her and saying something along the lines of you finally came. So what is up with that? I am a well educated male and know enough to understand the complicated nature of the brain and neurological system. Does it have a meaning? Is it just random neuron processes? If there is a meaning to the dream, than what is it?

Me and my friend (she lives in another state but we knew each other before she moved...if that helps) but we were at the beach.. for some reason it had to do with the beatles or something because of a song called 'the cove' (i have never heard of a song titled that before) then, we went up a hill to take pictures and all of a sudden we were in dresses. her dress was white with orange flowery designs and she was wearing a straw hat with an orange ribbon around it. we ended up walking to this place and the grass was really green and the sky was blue with white clouds and there was a wooden fence. looking over the brown fence i could see a bunch of cliffs and they were gray and it was really bright. then she wanted me to take a picture with a spring app that she had gotten on her phone. then i said "oh" and she thought i had taken the picture. then, i stopped her from leavng and told her i didn't take it yet and she got mad at me.

I have this dream where I am a great political figure in an Aztec nation, and I've suckered a bunch of people into believing that I'm right, but I have lost of enemies who I'm afraid are going to kill me. The road I'm walking on is cobblestone and I'm waving at a crowd of people. Everything is blurry like a bad watercolor painting, and I can see the people waving and cheering at me. I'm extremely wary and nervous, and suddenly I fall through a pothole I didn't see and it jolts me awake.

I was sneaking into Robin’s house--a large house with large windows and wood paneling--at night time, because it was pitch black outside. I had some of his old dishes that I wanted to wash and then leave at his place before anybody got home to see me; in my mind, that was really sneaky of me and would make him feel stupid, because that would be my final legacy, and he would have to carry the guilt of knowing I was there, but that he never got to see me again. Then I could hear a noise coming from the next room over, but I found out that it was his mom who had entered the house from the backdoor. She was very friendly and talking stories with me, but I told her I wanted to leave before Robin got home; her response was that he had been there all along and she took me to his room to see him. I think it was the master bedroom. Jason was there, lying in the bed with Robin. They both got up, Jason said hi to me, and I quickly turned to go. Robin got up and started chasing after me, talking the whole time; I slapped/punched him, and he asked why I did that; I told him that just because I was in his house didn’t mean I wanted to talk to him and that “I was just bringing back his shit.”

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