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I dreamed that I was a counselor [psychiatrist/psychologist] in a prison. There was one particularly angry prisoner that I case managed. One day, he was working in a part of the prison behind a counter. He became suddenly angry with me and started saying loud, confrontational things, when I reached out my hand and touched his chest gently from across the counter. Then, he softened, came out from behind the counter, and we shared the most wonderful, tender, intimate kiss

I remember I was flying about this sandy beach, the waves gently lapping at the shore. It wasn't on my own, no, there was some sort of hang-glider I was using. From how high up I was, I could see these red and white specks littering the sand, half-buried. I descended a bit, and discovered they were pokeballs! I heard a soft whooshing noise, and another plopped down a little ways away from me. I glided along this trail until I looked up, seeing a male figure in the distance with a bazooka-type instrument, propelling these red and white spheres toward me. He turned tail and I gave chase. It was broad daylight, so I had no trouble following him to a sort of playground-like place by, believe it or not, a burger stand. When I caught up with him, we perched on the top bar of the swings, and when he smiled it was if a fog had lifted and I saw my friend Jericho. His cousin appeared and we had a rather lovely conversation about how our lives had gone, though I don't quite remember specifics. Jericho's cousin left to procure some food from the burger stand while Jericho and I just sort of hung out... Then, the burgerstand stood up. Kind of like a transformer. It was that shock that woke me up.

I was laying on my stomach in the middle of a cobbled street at night. I saw a black rat scuttle arond. Next thing it had jumped on my back. It began to cling to me. It did not bite me, but gently nuzzled my neck. I was very scared. My father (who is dead) was watching from behind a low wall nearby. He told me not to worry. He got a piece of string, with some sort of bait on the end and managed to coax the rat away. I got up and ran. I met up with my father later. I asked him if he had killed it? He replied 'No,' He had let it go.

I dreamed that I was a counselor [psychiatrist/psychologist] in a prison. There was one particularly angry prisoner that I case managed. One day, he was working in a part of the prison behind a counter. He became suddenly angry with me and started screaming loud, confrontational things, when I reached out my hand and touched his chest gently from across the counter. Then, he softened, came out from behind the counter, and we shared the most wonderful, tender, intimate kiss

I dreamed that I was a counselor [psychiatrist/psychologist] in a prison. There was one particularly angry prisoner that I case managed. One day, he was working in a part of the prison behind a counter. He became suddenly angry with me and started shouting loud, confrontational things, when I reached out my hand and touched his chest gently from across the counter. Then, he softened, came out from behind the counter, and we shared the most wonderful, tender, intimate kiss

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