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I was in an abandoned building with Mohammed Alsharif and this couple (whom I don't actually know but I seemed to know in the dream). The four of us were going to go somewhere and I ended up outside in the car (a yellow convertible) with the couple. The guy was driving and he started to drive off without Mohammed. I protested and the guy said something to the effect of 'screw him' and then said, 'He shouldn't lag behind.' I got highly offended and demanded we go back. The guy refused; I argued; he refused. So, I told him to let me out. He woudn't. So, we argued about that until I told him this was kidnapping and got my phone out to call the police. I was deposited on a dark, rain-slicked skid row street. It was very dark and I started to walk back to the apartment to find Mohammed. I got to the upstairs doorway - a kind of doorway without a door to a landing with cracked and abused plaster, the cement floors covered in dust and debris - and he was there. "I'm so sorry, I said. "No problem," he shrugged in classic Mohammed fashion. "No, it's terrible. They were going to leave without you." "It's okay." Again, quintessential Mohammed casual shrug. "They're assholes. I'm so sorry. What should we do now?" I asked, thinking we would make alternate plans for the night out. He smiled in a cute, coy way and blushed as he shrugged his shoulders. I got the hint and smiled and blushed and looked down at my shoes. As I looked back up, he put his arms around my neck - very gently, very shyly - and leaned over to kiss me. It was gentle at first, but as I became more receptive, he got bolder. At one point, I gave a little whimper while he was kissing me and lips still on mine, he smiled and repeated my whimper mockingly. In this torrent of polite and demure passion, the boldest I could force myself to be was to press a hand to his chest. His hands never ventured beyond the back of my neck.

Having drinks with friends and then bicycling to a party where we didnt go in. Suddenly I'm in a wedding reception with my family, an old flame i'm still hung up on - and his friends. I also have a speach and sing some songs even though I don't know the bride and groom. The afterparty is at a storage building with a lot of rooms, and i loose my brand new converse - shoes. I then take the ferry and see a car with my old flame and his friends. I get in the backseat and the old flame is spooning me and licking my face. I can also feel that he wants me to go home with him, and when he licks and kiss my face, I feel like I should stop this, because I dont want to anymore. But I feel like I can't speak. Even though I wanted this and has been obsessing to be with him all night - it suddenly feels wrong.

My mother in law married my dead father in law's ghost. She could see his ghost and decided to have a wedding ceremony. As part of the wedding preparation, I cut my hair in a short bob and coloured it blond. My partner and I were dressed and waiting on the couch for everyone else to get ready and I was 6 months pregnant (I'm currently 4 months pregnant). We started kissing, which triggered my partner's gag reflex and he threw up on me. I then got in the shower with my clothes on and when I got out, we went to the wedding, drenched clothes and all. At the wedding, everyone thought my father in law's ghost didn't pitch because no one could see him but my mother in law said we must continue with the wedding as usual, so we did. She was alone all through the wedding, saying her vows alone at the altar, and she was alone at the reception. Later that night, me and my partner browsed through the wedding photos we had taken, and my father in law was right next to my mother in law in every picture.

At a job, walking down a street. There is a house that I am passing that I know needs a new government permit. as I walk past it, I see the inspector driving up, parking his car, and walk towards the house. he knocks on the door but no one answers. as I walk by, I notice the homeowner in the back garage with a small tractor working pushing dirt to level it. Its not suppose to be a good permit. they are trying to get him for something.then I get next door, its a small business. receptionists is not at desk, I walk in to get my paperwork amended. this paperwork is an amended form for a recently put in form. I walk in, some workers at desks. I go into one corner that's very cramped. Ia worker comes over and signs my form. I get the pink copy and he gives it to me. I leave, notice two mothers with children in hallway leading to outdoor. they have toddlers who are playing and making some noise. through another door. I leave, notice that the front reception area is cluttered but not used and there are 2 empty decks. I notice cluttered paperwork hung on the wall and a calender. I walk out walk back down the street past stores back to my place of work. I am older, remind me of my grandfather. I see that I now have a car that the body of the car was customized. it is dark blue

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