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I was in school. College perhaps, because I recall being able to call the teacher "professor." I think, even, that the teacher in question was one of my teachers from college. Liz, we called her. Her first name was Elizabeth. I can't even remember what her formal 'teacher name' would be. She was always just Liz. My class and I had a project to do. A last-minute, end of the year project that was thrown together due to poor planning on the professor's part. I had to go to a particularly large classroom - literally quite grandiose, with stacks of bookshelves for some reason lining the walls - and I had to put on a performance for a class of younger students. We were tasked with performing Star Wars - just the first movie, Darth Vader and all that noise. But we had no costumes. Nor did we have any preparation. We had to do it right then. The only costumes we could find were (and this may be dangerous to say around these parts)... animal costumes. Fur suits. All I can remember was being mad. That wasn't what I signed up for. I was failed by the educational system. Failed by my professor. I remember yelling about it, making a scene, in front of the audience, about how much of an utter disgrace the whole thing was.

I was at an (American) football match as a cheerleader with a friend, when my ex, walked out onto the playing field. It was weird though, because he is European and does the other kind of football (soccer). In real life, I still love him, and it ended in a very confusing and painful way for both of us. He said he cared about me, but as we live in different countries, it just cannot be at this time. He also accused me of hiding things from him and that I somehow hurt him by betraying his trust in that way. He said he was asking himself if he really did know me. So it ended very sad. He didn't see me and just walked past looking very unhappy, or angry...? I seem to somehow be happy however, even though in real life I am still hurting. But I point him out to my friend and tell her, 'That's him, isn't he beautiful?' My friend says, 'He's making kissy faces at you.' And I look and say, 'No, I don't even think he saw me, and that's just how his mouth goes.' Everyone was wearing red. Suddenly, I find myself flying up and down in cities and showing off in front of people who look on amazed as I do the impossible. But then I realise that I am supposed to be somewhere. I am trying to get to the city where my ex lives but cannot seem to find the way. I am desperate to get to him. I stop and ask a man at a cafe, and he points over the ocean. 'I can't fly over the ocean' I say, 'I can't swim and it scares me. But if I go over land it will take too long.' Then I suddenly cannot fly. I'm becoming increasingly frantic trying to get to him. I then find myself in a house with strange people which seems to be back in my hometown, who have stolen my handbag which for some weird dream reason holds my ability to fly in it. So I'm really stuck. I meet a girl who admits to stealing it, but will not tell me where it is. I become so upset that I put my hands around her throat and say that I will stop at nothing to get to the person I love. Then I don't really remember how the rest played out before waking, but I'm pretty sure I was still lost and not getting to where I wanted.

I showed up at my old job and saw that everything was a mess and nobody was working, everybody was being lazy. So, I take initiative and start giving orders, telling people what to do and how to do it. getting them to clean the place, to speed up service and keep moving at a faster pace. In the dream I am also helping cook French fries. I asked what the problem was that was making us slow and they said it was the kitchen, when I go to the kitchen to help I realize that the people don't know what they are doing and are lazy. I am trying to wrap a sandwich and it doesn't come out right. I open a tray of bacon and see that it is raw, I open another one and it is also raw, and another one, they are all raw. then I look at a space in the kitchen and it was full of bubble gum. I asked what that was for and they said, they are allowed to grab and chew gum at work. so I take over the restaurant and start rearranging things, ordering people what to do and I fix the place.

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