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It were two dreams that atmosphere wise did go together. It started off with me as a rockstar, with a huge fanbase who was rather reluctant. I am in a concert together with two other musicians that perform alongside me and the audience is all there for one of the musicians. I am a kind of a leader of this music group with the biggest fanbase. So everyone plays there songs and I play one song, then go and leave the audience going. My two musician friends with me and I basically just don't care and am reluctant while the fans are patiently and happily waiting. The next thing is that immediately afterwards I'm in a kind of house supposedly with flatmates and it is all on a kind of workshop ensemble or school trip. Most of the ensemble have gathered to be together and have company. I am in my piyamas not knowing that people got together and am in my slippers. I walk outside the house through quite a bit of grass and plant area. There is a big puddle and I don't want to get my clothes dirty because I'll lie down in bed in a few minutes. So I kind of manage to go through the deep puddle without getting wet or dirty except for my slippers and join the people. The most I remember is that it's a normal company people are having fun being happy ,except me. And someone starts approaching me, trying to lift my mood. Eventually I get annoyed and start shouting rather aggressively to be left alone today. The fun stops, everyone is looking at me in shock. I repeat the words by miming them with the mouth. The one person that tried to lift my spirits is crushed and I leave, feeling guilty and actually feeling the need for company. At the same time feeling I have fixed my role as the grumpy 'Dr. Cox' guy and leave back to the house, surprised that the puddle by now has dried.

I had a dream that I saw my ex boyfriend out at a bar with some friends and we both started flirting and decided we wanted to be together again and that we missed each other. I was extremely happy to be with him again but the one problem was is that I have a new boyfriend . After spending the day with my ex thinking about how happy I was I soon realized that getting back together with him wasn't something I wanted. I wanted it but I wanted to be with my new boyfriend more. I felt extremely guilty that I cheated on my new boyfriend with my ex and couldn't even think of how I was going to explain it to him. All i know is I wanted to cry out of fear of losing him.

Im currently pregnant after trying for over 10 years. I dreamt that with out notice I was laying in bed and a small premature baby came out, its was soo small and delicate, I was happy delighted and scared at the same time bc he was soo small. A few min later a second baby came out, this one was fully developed and he was so beautiful with big hazel eyes, he was very alert. I was trying to breast feed him, but I was admiring him the whole time. When I woke up I felt guilty because I'm not sure what happened to the first baby, why did I forget about him? I've had an ultrasound so I know I'm only having one baby and not two, but I feel very guilty for forgetting about the first small, delicate baby. What does this mean?

Some how my mom broke out of jail, to move to Arkansas with me, frank, and a white couple. Something went wrong with going, my mom decided to have a shoot out with the police in turn being shot in her chest and killing the officers, as my mother lay dying I tell Terri to shoot me in my upper back near my heart however the bullet went in to the left and came out on the right just under my tit. Terri and I were in 7-11 some how. We managed to make it to an apartment back to my mom that was not dead at all, I asked her how she was feeling, she replied "I'm at a place when I am okay with whatever happens" I say even dying? She laid her head on the floor and closed her eyes and continued to breathe, I called the police to get us help but nothing came and we were down the street from the police station :( I woke up with the same burn I felt in my chest with being shot. As I'm laying here wondering what it all means I feel sad inside, because I think this is telling me that I feel guilty about something concerning her. Then again I can feel happy in knowing that regardless of how long help took, we keep living through the pain.

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