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I go to see my ex- boyfriend without a particular reason. I see his wife an daughter but they are smiling at me. He is behind a wall in the narrow apartment. When I go to see him he's sitting at a round table with other people. He stops the conversation and takes my hand to get away from there. I can't hear him talk to me but we go in the back room and he says to me something that makes me cry. He kisses me and then I run to sit in the staircase where he comes back to stay with me.

I am a frequent 'epic dreamer'; and have more recently experienced 'lucid dreams' where I can change, or manipulate, my dream to my own liking. These dreams are sweeping and beautiful, massive in scale, and can feature mountain ranges, valleys, vast moorlands, oceans, islands, lonely beaches or beautiful villages in the snow. They seem to go on for hours, uninterrupted, and I can recall every single detail for years afterwards. They all, without exception, feature an enormous house (different every time) and nearly all feature sex with an unknown man, who is always different and doesn't look like anyone I know. The house is always huge, isolated, gothic, empty, mostly derelict, with hundreds of rooms and the dream predominantly features me, either alone or with this man, discovering rooms. I am always excited, sometimes sexually exicted in these houses; somewhere in the dream is the knowledge that the house belongs to me and I'm discovering it for the first, most exciting, time, and deciding what I can do with it. I explore attics, cellars, staircases and bedrooms, but I always seems to linger for a long time by windows, gazing longingly out the the incredible view, or by enormous fireplaces, looking into the flames. Sometimes the house is truly derelict and haunted but I'm not scared, just in awe of its beauty and amount of rooms. There is always a very lucid feeling of real excitement in the dream and this usually turns to sexual excitement as the man in the dream makes his move on me. It can be incredibly intense and romantic, and the feeling stays with me for days or weeks. Sometimes years! Less frequently (once a month maybe) I feel such intense grief in a dream I wake up with my pillow wet and I'm depressed for days. Yet I never know why I was grieving. The only feeling that remains with me is that I've lost something and can never find it ever again. Sometimes in my dream I decide it's not romantic or gorgeous enough, and I can go back and change the crucial scene to my liking. I am even discussing this in my dream with myself, saying 'hang on - I could have been more heroic or powerful in that scene. Let's go back and do it again'. So I do, but improve on the outcome. All my dreams are so beautiful, and so epic in scale and emotion, that they exhaust me and real life seems very dull and ugly and unromantic in comparison.

The dream started out with me in a bear's body. I went inside Walmart to pick up some Kim Possible books about her and Ron Stoppable getting together and falling in love in the final season of their show. The next scene involved me in my human body wandering throughout Walmart in a mad attempt to find my mother; I had the Kim Possible love novels with me in a platic bag. I eventually found her exiting through the back of the store that contained all of their planting products. She asked me where I had been for so long and reminded me that I should never wander away from her and I told her that I was just checking out some books and she scolded me by saying "Were you checking out all the books in the world?!" and we left Walmart without me paying for the books. I was fully aware that I hadn't paid for the books and I almost brought it up to my mother, but I kept quiet. In the next scene, I was Ron Stoppable and I somehow traveled to a post-apocalyptic future in which I was married to Kim Possible's rival, Bonnie Rockwaller, and I had come to the future to tell my adult self that I had married the wrong woman (but I never gave a name) and past Kim Possible had also come to the future and she was wondering who I should've married. In the final scene, I was in Chandler Bing's body and I was telling Bonnie. Kim, and Monica Geller how I wish I could be with the woman that I was in love with. And again, I didn't say a name, and I quickly fled the scene without answering their Monica's question's about who I was in love with.

I'm going on an adventure with 2-3 people I do not know, we are walking & going through all these areas where I see no other people. We get to an old bar that looks like it used to be someones house from the 40's, it begins to rain & there is barely anyone inside, so we go in to seek shelter. The old woman who runs the place is a fake & scamming fortuneteller, we dont buy her story so we go around back & its a big mud pit with a fence & a few old & big oak trees. We go back inside & we see a little girl out by the front window with a mask that looks like a dolls face on. I scream cause she appeared out of no where & then disappeared the same. We go out back to look for a way out, we walk up an ally to see if there's an exit & a big tall man that looks like his skin is bloated & falling off as if he has be sitting underwater dead for days comes & begins to chase us. He is seeking revenge for what "she" did to him. I panic and try to bury myself in the mud pit while rain keeps pouring down harder. My fail attempt to cover myself as quickly as possible with the mud isn't working as planned. When my attacker comes around the corner he can still see me but can no longer tell the I am a female., he apologizes for having me confuse as "that woman" that he thought I was "someone else" and then walked over me without stepping on me to continue looking for "her."

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