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The first dream that I am going to talk about is my experience with me and my friends going to a shack. This dream, is a reoccuring dream, that has happened around 4 times already. So what happens is I walk up to this place behind Hydro, in the dark, deep woods. I keep walking up this humongous hill, surrounded by trees, and wild animals. I really hate being up there, but I go because my friends will think I am cool if i do. So we go to this shack, it is probably only like 7 feet, by 6 feet, it is very small, and my friends have this plan. They had a plan that they are going to capture a moose, with their hands, and bring it into the shack, in the middle of everyone, and tie the moose on. After they have the moose tied on they decide, they are going to kill it with just their hands. I am really terrified of moose, so I run out of the shack, and run up to the gate that is up on top of the hill. When I get to the top there is a half man, half horse there, and it is Aaron Elgar's brother, David, and he is half man, half horse and he talks to me. So he calms me down, from the whole moose situation. So after talking to David for about a half hour, they finally have the moose killed. They slaughtered a poor animal there in a shack, with their bare hands. So I run, as fast as I can back down the hill. When I get down to the bottom, the whole place is turned into a field. There is a van coming my way so I get scared, and run. On the outskirts of the road are 6 sheep running towards me, they are able to communicate with me as well. So I keep walking, with my new best friends who are sheep, and we communicate until they run away. So I keep walking down a field of open, long grass. I run down the meadows with my crush, and we are holding hands, running along, like something you would see in a movie. Then my dad yells out to me, and tells me it is time to go milk the cows, and I run, but fall quickly to the ground and hurt my knees, and I am unable to stand back up.

I was on my ship that I served on in the Navy in the 1980's walking by a compartment and in the compartment I saw 4 NY Yankees from the 1970's - 3 pitchers (Ron Gidury, Goose Gossage, and Catfish Hunter) as well as another player not a pitcher but I can't recall who it was. They all had boxes of baseball memorabilia from the 70's with them. I realized that I had in essence stepped back in time that we were in present day 2012 but they were in essence in the 1970's and could not "reach" me. I also realized that their memorabilia was valuable. For whatever reason I was a real jerk to them - and I knew that there was nothing they could do about it. For example, I told Goose Gossage that he was going to have a hard time getting into the hall of fame, told Gidury that he would become a Yankees pitching coach and nothing more, and told Catfish hunter that he would die a young man of Lou Gehrig's disease. I also told them how successful Reggie Jackson had become. I was also rummaging through their memorabilia and was going to steal some of it. Through all of this they just stood there behind their memorabilia and it seemed as though they could do or say nothing. They were almost like cardboard figures. For whatever reason I decided not to take anything and began to walk out, and as I did I looked over my shoulder and made a wise ass comment, but I don't recall what it was. As I turned again to look forward I saw Joe Torre, Bucky Dent, Craig Nettles, Chris Chambliss, and other 1970's Yankees walking in, but they were not young and in their 20's but as they currently look and in their current age. I remember distinctly that Joe Torre was in front and was holding a baseball bat - he was also wearing sun glasses. It was at that point that I realized that I had not stepped back in time but we were in present day and that these Yankees were all gathering for old timer's day. No one said a word to me and I walked out past the Yankees that came in. Fear and shame swept over me because I knew that my actions would be known to the world. That's where the dream ended.

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