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I am a frequent 'epic dreamer'; and have more recently experienced 'lucid dreams' where I can change, or manipulate, my dream to my own liking. These dreams are sweeping and beautiful, massive in scale, and can feature mountain ranges, valleys, vast moorlands, oceans, islands, lonely beaches or beautiful villages in the snow. They seem to go on for hours, uninterrupted, and I can recall every single detail for years afterwards. They all, without exception, feature an enormous house (different every time) and nearly all feature sex with an unknown man, who is always different and doesn't look like anyone I know. The house is always huge, isolated, gothic, empty, mostly derelict, with hundreds of rooms and the dream predominantly features me, either alone or with this man, discovering rooms. I am always excited, sometimes sexually exicted in these houses; somewhere in the dream is the knowledge that the house belongs to me and I'm discovering it for the first, most exciting, time, and deciding what I can do with it. I explore attics, cellars, staircases and bedrooms, but I always seems to linger for a long time by windows, gazing longingly out the the incredible view, or by enormous fireplaces, looking into the flames. Sometimes the house is truly derelict and haunted but I'm not scared, just in awe of its beauty and amount of rooms. There is always a very lucid feeling of real excitement in the dream and this usually turns to sexual excitement as the man in the dream makes his move on me. It can be incredibly intense and romantic, and the feeling stays with me for days or weeks. Sometimes years! Less frequently (once a month maybe) I feel such intense grief in a dream I wake up with my pillow wet and I'm depressed for days. Yet I never know why I was grieving. The only feeling that remains with me is that I've lost something and can never find it ever again. Sometimes in my dream I decide it's not romantic or gorgeous enough, and I can go back and change the crucial scene to my liking. I am even discussing this in my dream with myself, saying 'hang on - I could have been more heroic or powerful in that scene. Let's go back and do it again'. So I do, but improve on the outcome. All my dreams are so beautiful, and so epic in scale and emotion, that they exhaust me and real life seems very dull and ugly and unromantic in comparison.

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I was at HGK, South Molton youth center. it looked fairly normal, Just a bit bigger and cleaner. Ell was there, I didn’t want to see her and kept running away and avoiding her, everyone else was on skates, scooters and bikes so they were all faster than me. Eventually Josh took me away from HGK to a busy familiar expensive looking market with cafes and restaurants cluttered together. I felt very out of place and poor when walking through, I also noticed everyone was looking at me and giggling. Josh was hungry so he went inside New Culture revolution, I had no money though, I told him I had none and he just left me standing outside. I felt I had been dumped so I stood waiting for him to come back but reality hit me and I realized he was never coming back to meet me. I started walking away from the chinese restaurant when I bumped into a young business man, he asked to take me to a cafe but I once again said I had no money. But the young man (in his late 20s) just held my hand and took me to a fine looking cafe (like a Laduree). He ordered me a delicious looking chocolate moose and cup of tea. I felt that over the time we were sitting together in the cafe that he had become my master, maybe proposed to me even. When we were done he paid for the stuff and we got up and started walking, I got lost as I was walking (although the place seemed very familiar, like chelsea). I thought about Josh and felt sad but this was soon drowned out with the urge to have a lollipop. I went up to the Maison Blanc window and saw the lollipops that I had eaten so often as a child (the lollipops that you could only buy in Maison Blanc and Trotters, both of which can only be found in rich areas of London) and pressed my hands against the window, but realizing I had no money I started to walk away from the shop when my all of a sudden my owner/husband had bought me a cherry lollipop. I smiled at him then woke up.

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