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I was undergoing a surgical procedure that was risky (it was never made clear to me what exactly the procedure was) but it was a huge deal and like the doctor (whom I didn't know) was pretty anxious about how everything would work out. Anyway I wasn't being wheeled into the OR on a stretcher or anything I walked in and climbed up on the table. Before I got into the operating room though some of my friends had come to see me and wish me well. I was able to hug them and they were all crying as I hugged them and then walked into the OR being escorted by the nurses. I would've expected to see my closest friends there but I only saw one of them instead I saw two of my friends from high school that I haven't really talked to lately. I was then put to sleep and the surgery began but I woke up (in real life) before the procedure was finished so I don't know how it ended.

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I had a dream I was in my house and I had a very large and long dining room table sealed with the flower pots. I had just graduated from school so I had some classmates my teacher in this dream. it was this guy that I wasn't very strong like with I found out that he was messing around with one of the helpers. when the teacher found out that me and this guy messed around she was highly upset because they help her with her friend. so the teacher fail me and I couldn't understand why I was so hurt and is made. all of a sudden start raining in my house and then it was raining the rain fell down in the dirt. the rain feel the flower pots in at the rain feel the flowerpot the dirt start spilling out I was so hurt I grab the room and start sweeping up the dirt to refill the pot. I know this dream have a lot of significant but I just really didn't understand

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My friend Anthony and I were sitting in my middle school cafeteria at the end of a table next to each other and my fifth grade report card was laying on the table. Anthony looked at me and said, "That sucks." And I replied, "What?" He nodded his head toward my report card so I picked it up and read the comments section where I had put that I wasn't sure if I was going to go to Upward Bound next summer because I wanted to get a job. When I finished looking at it, he asked me if he could write in the comments section. I said, "Sure," and he took the card and went to the comments section with a pencil. A couple of minutes later he gave me back the card so I could read it but there was one stray mark on the card that had been erased. He looked at me and said, "It's hard to put down your thoughts when you look at it from a different perspective."

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Oh, the celebration could be heard as I enter the courtyard; people dancing in line, torch light blowing in a slight breeze. “Zsu!” Patrizia gathers me in her arms and draws me into the row of revelers. Joy! Dancing, laughing, and merriment! Excitement on the ground and ecstatic energy in the air! Various beautiful people feel the drink and gaiety. I stop exuberated by the tables of food, famished by the traveling. There is so much to eat ???adjusted to between the drumming, strings, long lines of people holding hands weaving in and out, and around! I can’t decide what not to choose to eat when a tall man stares down at me, smiling. “Hello.” I say. “Hello,” he says back. I grab some prsut, sausage, cheese, and reach for the honey when, “Not yet!” young Lydia grins and pulls me into the weave. Mr. Beautiful quietly reaches for my plate and when I return, I find him sitting licking his fingers. “I would like some more!” “Indeed, as would I!” Returning to the table, with candles, and plates of fruit, cheese, olives, he introduces himself, half shy half forward. “I am kin to Mirabella.” “Kristo, I know of you. You paint.” He puts prsut on her plate and reaches for a wine goblet, ignoring the wine. “Awkward silence,” he finally says. * The night sky lit up, vibrant and full of stars. The moon hung over a branch of her favorite tree when the first guests arrived. Carriages and horses began to align the drive. She left behind the idea that any hope in salvaging what remained of this “marriage” with Istven. Zsuzanna needed to return to her roots for inner guidance and the wisdom of (name of older woman mentor). Musicians played their pipes and strings, drumming set the pace of the dance. Zsuzanna stood gazing out over this Eden when someone grabbed her from behind to join in the line dance. Hoisting her skirts she forgot her woes, and partook in the merriment. Krsto was present. His family held a long loyal alliance with various noble lineage, and he her only kinship with the world he wished to forget.

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1697 - There is a feeling blackness and desolation where once productivity and sense of community took place. “When I arrived, windows were closed up; tapestries covering windows. You could tell there was pillaging and evacuation with the arrival of this new emerging power. Where when I arrived, it was flourishing. The thick walled gates have been damaged. When it once smelled earthy, now is stench and filth. Now it is just a castle in the middle of nowhere with occasional lost chicken or animals running loose. 1697 KRK – ah, a stoney sectional-multi level house surrounded by cypress and pale yellow roses. The cliff drops off to one side, sloping down into the water. Deep blue water. The furniture here is not as thick and woodsy as (Lika castle) but more primitive of animal skin. There is a window that looks out into the water. Sun shines through it! Terraces looking out over cliffs. There is a small kitchen, where of, course, I love to spend time. Herbs grow in windows, and bouganvilla in pots. I don’t really feel cold, but love the smell of wood burning in a stove. When we arrived, walls were cracked and there were no potted plants of color. There is a little notch of a private cove were we dock a wooden boat. Sometimes at night, we would take a lantern and fish for silver fish. They are drawn to the light. We keep a mule for carrying provisions up. A goat. Some chickens, some pigs. Our diet is mostly fish and vegetables, cheese I make. You make cheese? I laugh, yes. Cook has been with me a long time. She has been my right and left angel wings. Lost her husband about five years ago, all knotty fingered from years of hard hard work. Never a complaint. You need to remember that we have to be discreet, in hiding. No music. No friends. Little laughter. A lot of contemplation. A time to tell my story. Sometimes, my eyes are so weighed down with the darkness of death. Here I don’t have to dress in accordance with the social status of my relations.

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