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My dream last night March 3, 2013 it started at my apartment that i lived in 6 yrs ago with the long hallway and the door at the front. And I was meeting a man there, more like prostituting myself. He Came in and I tried to meet him in the bathroom, which had doubled doors on each side. He went through the living room to meet me and I went to the bathroom, so it was like we were going in opposite circles. We ended up meeting In the hallway and we Hugged and kissed. The next scene was we were in my current house. He was lying in my bed and I had come from the bathroom. As I was walked into my bedroom he began to do a line of Coke And I thought ill do some with him. Then I began to hear keys unlocking my back door And i realized it was my current boyfriend coming into my house . I got scared and ran to the bathroom and locked the door. Then I woke up.

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Some years ago i was in a relationship with someone I loved very much I caught him with another woman he later married her. she later died of breast cancer and we got back together. Last night I dreamed that she came into my bedroom while he was there, paid us no attention and just walked unto the balcony and never came back into the house. in the dream i asked him if he was going back to her and he indicated that he will but he never left the room where i was, we remained together sitting on the bed.

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I fell asleep at roughly 11:15 on Monday, which was much later than usual. I am wondering if the odd dream I had was in any way attributed to the disruption of my sleeping patterns. Perhaps as I recall these dreams over time, I will be able to conjure up something resembling an answer. Every once in awhile, there will be something that makes me fall in love with the human mind all over again—dreams are one of those things. They are the pictures I wish I could see with my mind in a conscious state. First of all, I don’t remember the dream in its entirety, and the parts I do remember are fuzzy and difficult to recall in details great or small. Before going to bed, I remember feeling embarrassed because I had fudged the name of my favorite Dodos album. I like being right—not in the obnoxious way that makes me correct everyone all the time, but in the way that makes me feel silly when I make mistakes. Trudging forward, I had asked a friend, Kaveh, what his all-time favorite album was. I knew what it was the first time we were friends, but I wanted to see if time had changed his answer. In my days at Purdue, my favorite way to talk to someone new was to ask him or her about music. Naturally, one of our first conversations, and probably the only one that I remember so clearly, started with the same question on which our communication ended last night. Back then it was Beep Beep’s “Business Casual,” which, as it turns out, hasn’t changed. The funny thing about “all-time favorites,” is that I don’t think people understand that the “all-time” makes their response very important since this is, essentially, the end all be all of your favorite _____________. My mind is scattered, and so it is only appropriate that the writing of my thoughts follow suit. Back to my dream, though. As I mentioned, the details are quite difficult to recall. They enter into the visual part of my mind in little snippets, like in movies when there are flashbacks that are supposed to all of a sudden bring you to this great understanding. I have not reached this understanding yet. I remember the overall color of the dream was blue—it was almost like there was a blue neon sign outside the window of the room I called “bedroom.” I remember being aware that the apartment that I was in was one that I lived in previously, during my time at Purdue. The carpet was the same, I remember that much. The layout of the room, though, was entirely different. A much smaller version of where I once lived. My bed was near the window and it was raining. My blankets were like white, fluffy clouds. I like to think that it was the white pillowy down comforter I have always wanted. At least in my dreams I am comfortable. It was raining outside, which I enjoyed when I found upon coming back to reality that it actually was raining. In the dream it was raining big, full drops. The beads of water made a beautiful pattern on the window—I remember admiring them. I have always loved watching rain on windows. When I was little, I used to sit in the recliner by the window in our living room and pretend the drops of water were racing each other. I didn’t have many friends. That’s beside the point. I remember feeling like I was having a conversation with someone, but I was alone. The next sequence of events is most likely out of order. Maybe as I read over them upon completion I will notice what needs to be rearranged. I noticed that my phone lit up. This part, I think, was brought on by the fact that prior to actually falling asleep, I had texted someone and fell asleep before getting a response. In my dream, it was Kaveh (it was in the world of consciousness as well). It related vaguely to what we were talking about before I drifted off, but there was something unrelated to what we were discussing. I don’t remember what the extra part was, but I remember enjoying it. The details here are quite fuzzy, and at this point the dream skipped around a lot. Maybe I was drifting in and out of sleep; maybe my mind is telling me not to remember. I often times think that our rational minds are waging war with their emotional counterparts. At the dream’s conclusion, or really just the last part that I remember before waking up, it was still raining quite a bit—I think that it had picked up significantly. There was lightning, which made the room light up for fractions of a second. I couldn’t see very well because of the flashing light. I felt confused. There was someone in my bed, but I don’t know who it was. I gave them a hug before they ended up there—a friendly hug that makes me think it was someone I already knew. I can’t recall their face.

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I had a dream last night that my boyfriend had sent someone to kill me. I think it began with the two of us up in my room reading or relaxing and we were just heading to bed when someone knocked at the door. I went down to answer it and it was a guy similar in age to me he said he was a friend of my boyfriend s and was sent here 'to the do a job for him'. I remember running upstairs confused and asked my boyfriend what was goin on and next I remember the guy standing behind me and my boyfriend sayin 'make it look like an accident ok?' and then he tells me that his friend is hired to kill me! I can't remember much else after that other than a feeling of utter panic and despair

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