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Je suis dans une maison. C’est celle de Marie-Pierre mais dans mon rêve, c’est la maison nous nous habitons avec maman et les autres. Nous sommes assis par terre devant le canapé avec Alois, peut être aussi Oriane qui n’est pas loin. Parc contre c’est le salon de Teverga. Je crois que nous ne sommes pas d’accord sur le film que nous désirons voir toute les deux avec Alois. Oriane ne prend pas partie il me semble (si elle est là) elle fait autre chose . Sensation d’énervement, de fatigue, de lourdeur lié à la paresse d’être resté longtemps à ne rien faire il me semble. Ce que reproche Pascal qui arrive, il est énervé, il faut mettre la table, faire à manger.. Je me lève, je ne suis pas fière de notre état de léthargie, je m’aperçois qu’il n’y a presque aucun meuble, le salon est grand, blanc, il me semble qu’il y a des bâches en plastiques transparent tendues sur le mur du fond, derrière le canapé de Teverga, (sur lequel je suis endormie dans la réalité) ce lieu me fais penser a chez tatie Mylene, un grand espace blanc peu meublé et pas décoré. Je me dirige dans la cuisine pour aider, faire quelque chose, en tournant dans un couloir (vide encore) d’un vert étrange, un peu écaillé, unvert Smaragdin,qui est lié à la maison de Marie-Pierre, en fait je pense que le vert de mon rêve est une version plus claire de la moquette en plastique qui recouvre le sol du salon de cette maison, et qui d’ailleur a été en parti abîmé par le feu d’une cheminé. (dans mon rêve, le revêtement du mur était aussi endommagé). J’arrive à la cuisine, (c’est la cuisine de Marie-Pierre) il me semble qu’il y a moins de meubles à mesure que j’avance dans mon rêve- dans la cuisine Pascal est énervé, je m’empresse de mettre la table, avec un sourire affable mais faible,(ici, je ressens un sentiment de honte vague quant à mon comportement, le même que je ressens quand Sylvie me reproche une chose et qu’elle a raison) je vais chercher les couverts (fourchette et couteau) au fond d’une armoire de basse qualité, avec des portes en verres, en fait qui est celle du salon de Teverga où l’on range les verres mais en plus vétuste. Dès que j’ai la tête dans l’armoire je sens une grimace me tordre le visage, je veux pleurer mais aucune larme ne vient. Première pensé : « tu ne vas pas pleurer, tu t’étais dit que tu ne pleurerait plus maintenant »

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I was serving a subpeona on someone late at night. When I was done I was walking down a dark street to my car. When I came upon some mexicans stealing vehicles. I put my head down to show that I did not want trouble and did not see anything. They chased me and cut my mought wide open and my ankle. I found a house that had co-workers in it. But they were my family members. The bad men circled the house as I hid. My family called the cops. The next thing I know, I am spitting out white solid stuff from my mouth, it just keeps forming and I keep spitting it out. Then I am talking to an attorney about everything and I wake up.

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I dream that me my fathers side of the family were together somewhere with my grandmother who is already dead because she is having surgery, I went to go tell my grandmother that I loved her and to give her a envelope of money she said to me that she didn't think that I cared because when she saw my face it look as if I didn't want to be there she told me that I was a extraordinary person and that is was sad that I would never know how special I was, then at the same time my husband died in the navy, which is his current job I leave the place we were at in my cousin friend car who I had a fight with in the same dream went and got a BMW then my husband comes back but I am the only person who can see and talk with him he asked about my grandmother and I told him she died and that I knew she was going to die he asked if I gave her the envelope and I said no because I knew she was going to die then my father came into the room where I was talking to my husband with a bra on.

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. I can’t remember but there was a 3rd person that was trying to pull us back together somehow, but I can’t make out the person’s face. I pretty much feel as though that person was female, but to be honest I really can’t remember. I do remember that whoever it was there was standing next to the main entrance door as if they were holding it open for me. As I made my way in, I remember having a smirk on my face as if I was pleased as to what I saw happening. Jillian was cleaning and had a ping pong table in a semi-folded position, and was at times wiping it down. I remember being confused trying to figure out where the ping pong table had been stored the whole time that I knew her, because I loved ping pong and probably would have wanted to play. I remember asking aloud, why are you doing this? Jillian didn’t say anything just kept cleaning, but gave me a look like, I should know why. I got the impression it was because I was still moving in with her after we got married. But, no words were spoken by her to me, just the look.

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Im walking through a door into a house/ apartment town house place. I open the door and im asking for brian to no one in particular, just yelling it.He is a friend of mine that passed away in 2007 at the age of 19. We were friends at one point but than we stopped being friends because of personal differences. we weren't friends for a long time before that either, we had met at parties. anyways, Im walking in and I see all of these other people around but their eyes are very different. They are very very small and black and beedy. They don't look like nice eyes. I brush that off and again ask for brian. I go up a short flight of stairs and there he is. He always had these bright blue eyes which were just glowing very beautifully. I run up to him and he seems happy. Ive always wondered when he died if he was ever still upset for what had occurred between the two of us. I ask him if he can talk and he says no, he has to go be there for his daughter. He doesn't have a daughter to my knowledge or anyone elses. I asked him for a kiss in the dream for some reason and he smiled and leaned in and kissed me. The very weird thing is I knew I was dreaming the whole time and was semi conscious of this dream. I felt him kiss me on the lips and I felt it outside of my dream. like he had just kissed me in real life. I felt the lip to lip and a little bit of heavy breath in real life. Than I woke up.

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