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I had a dream that I was at the movies with my best friend. We were walking together by my grandparents house down this hill and we kept seeing this guy sitting outside watching us. I had to walk by there alone and I was scared passing by the man. Then all of a sudden we get to the movie theater and I was looking for a gum wrapper or something. Then my ex comes up behind me and hugs me and lays his head on my shoulder and starts telling me stuff. Then he leaves. My best friend asks me Do you still like him and I just smile.

I jus had the eeriest weirdest dream. I'm like all alone in a house/apartment and like I can't explain it I know I'm up out of my sleep but I still think I'm sleeping and there's like music playing in rooms and I can't find which room, it was so trippy. and I'm like trying to figure out whhere the music is playing or if anyone is with me and nobody's their. it washt like scary but it was like so uneasy. and some older lady approached me in it asking if I knew who she was or knew anyone who sold drugs because she could get large mounts and I'm like yea me! and I'm like I'm going to tell the police, and she started freaking sayin she had pictures of me sleeping with her but I didn't and like I dunno. the atmosphere of the dream was so unsettling. I thought id say what it was before I completely forgot. it wasn't like scary but I felt so lost and like alone. it's like I was up in the dream trying to look at a certain direction and I just couldn't. every time I would look where I wanted its like I'd do a complete 360 and was stuck looking at the same place

I was on the phone and music was playing. i was sad scared and ambitious to talk to my person i had a relationship with. I told her not to give any ultimatums in life to people. i was outside of a home looking at a side walk. i was inside of home trying to go upstairs and a broken door was blocking the stairway. i made it around and went upstairs. i was searching for my girlfriend . she was not in the bathroom. i searched a bedroom and my girlfriend was there in bed alone covered halway in blankets holding a teddy bear. i tried explaining myself and my girlfriend did not want to hear my explanation to get back together. she said you broke my heart there is no saving our relationship.

I “awaken” in a place I do not recall ever being in. I'm in a tall building most likely in New York City, looking out of giant glass windows. A huge hurricane storm is blowing through, churning up all sorts of debris into the air. Trees are coming out of the ground, rocks are flying and breaking windows. Huge blocks of land and straw and roofs are flying past the window. It looked like a scene from Hurricane Katrina. I was terrified and alone. Some debris flew straight into the window I was near and broke it. A gust of wind pulled me out of the window and I fell to the ground.

The second dream I had during the project was based on my loneliness. I was at a party. I was sitting on the floor with a big group of people, some familiar and some not. My mother is sitting here, as well as Harris, Jon, Darian, Alex, Matt and others. We are playing a game that involves little slips of paper that have important things written on them. When it's someone's turn, s/he chooses another player and kisses him/her on the cheek. Harris is sitting near me, on my left. Darian is on my right. The game had already gone through a lot of people; many players had gotten turns. I had not been picked yet. No one had chosen to kiss me. Some other people had been kissed more than once. I felt left out and unloved. I stood up to leave. Matt was here, sitting on a bed. He said out loud that he loved the music that was playing. It was classical music. He addressed me specifically, telling me that he wanted to listen to this music later when we work in the kitchen together either cleaning or fixing up some food. His statement ticked me off and gave me an excuse to be mad and leave. I walked out of the room, and decided to go to the bathroom. I was in Matt and Alex's house. The bathroom was tucked back at the end of a little hallway that also goes into Alex's bedroom. It was cozy and quiet back here, away from the party. This area had thick carpeting and everything was clean. I saw a hamper in the corner that was like a boxed-in table with a round hole in the top where you stick in the laundry. I just wanted to go sit on the toilet alone in peace.

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