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I was playing a game of football. I lost the aid yet still went on to score three goals without any help. I managed to push past two or three players in order to score the goals. We were loosing the match so my goals meant that we were barely winning. Yet then my brother and two other players went down injured. I rushed over to my brother from the sideline. He asked if anyone else was getting sick before turning over and getting sick himself. On seeing this I tried to persuade him not to play on yet he kept going. I felt like I was going to vomit then but I kept going. My friend scored a goal but the referee said it wasn't allowed. I got a free but there was trees blocking my view and I couldn't see where I was aiming. Suddenly the ball turned into a jumper. I complained to the people in charge but the didn't listen to me. I tried to hit it anyway, it went really high, I caught it and kicked it into the net, scoring a goal. Everyone saw the goal but the officials wouldn't allow it because they said it hit off my dad so it didn't count. Then I woke up.

I was on my ship that I served on in the Navy in the 1980's walking by a compartment and in the compartment I saw 4 NY Yankees from the 1970's - 3 pitchers (Ron Gidury, Goose Gossage, and Catfish Hunter) as well as another player not a pitcher but I can't recall who it was. They all had boxes of baseball memorabilia from the 70's with them. I realized that I had in essence stepped back in time that we were in present day 2012 but they were in essence in the 1970's and could not "reach" me. I also realized that their memorabilia was valuable. For whatever reason I was a real jerk to them - and I knew that there was nothing they could do about it. For example, I told Goose Gossage that he was going to have a hard time getting into the hall of fame, told Gidury that he would become a Yankees pitching coach and nothing more, and told Catfish hunter that he would die a young man of Lou Gehrig's disease. I also told them how successful Reggie Jackson had become. I was also rummaging through their memorabilia and was going to steal some of it. Through all of this they just stood there behind their memorabilia and it seemed as though they could do or say nothing. They were almost like cardboard figures. For whatever reason I decided not to take anything and began to walk out, and as I did I looked over my shoulder and made a wise ass comment, but I don't recall what it was. As I turned again to look forward I saw Joe Torre, Bucky Dent, Craig Nettles, Chris Chambliss, and other 1970's Yankees walking in, but they were not young and in their 20's but as they currently look and in their current age. I remember distinctly that Joe Torre was in front and was holding a baseball bat - he was also wearing sun glasses. It was at that point that I realized that I had not stepped back in time but we were in present day and that these Yankees were all gathering for old timer's day. No one said a word to me and I walked out past the Yankees that came in. Fear and shame swept over me because I knew that my actions would be known to the world. That's where the dream ended.

Riding a bike or motorcycle with my husband. We stop for a game of poker. My husband sits on the side not playing and a co-worker sits to my left playing with me. We are in a rather large group and I catch the dealer cheating and request to stop playing. I am told NO and cannot stop playing until the end. My co-worker wins a hand and 1/2 the group got up. I thought they were going to get something to drink or use the bathroom. Quite a time later a mormon family sits down and explains the others have left the game and they are the new players. I find the mother of the group and explain I cannot play and asked to be removed from the previous game. My husband and I ride off on the bike or motorcycle.

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