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I was watching people from inside my cousin's house, as l was receiving visitors, i looked back and i saw my ex boyfriend in the kitchen collecting water for himself so that he could bath, i finally realized that he was half naked and i did not want people to see him like that, i wnt to ask him why he is not dressed but instead of answerin me, he asked me also why i was topless, that's when i realized that i was not wearing a top, but was not ashamed of being topless infront of him, thats when i started kissing him and i finally woke up.

I woke up in my dream in a weird dorm-like room on the second bunk with a puppy at my feet that had two heads. Apparently I had "given birth" to it, as my stomach had a big cut from my pelvic bone up to the middle of my sternum, even though I was a boy in my dream. The puppy was bloody, but looked and acted around six weeks old. I named the puppy Douglas. Later on I was still hurt, but hiding it, and my fiance and I were visiting his mom's boyfriend in the hospital. He was there because he got caught on fire by accident. But the hospital was super weird and a huge maze and the people were divided up by counties. Then the dream switched to me being at home and "waking up". My fiance and I got in a fight and he left, so I was home alone. The puppy and my mom's dog were downstairs in a pen, and I went to go get them. I noticed the front door was unlocked so I locked it and went downstairs. There i noticed the basement door was open and I let the dogs out, making sure to shut and lock it when they came back in. Later I was taking them out again and noticed all the doors were open again, so I shut them and locked them. My mom's dog came back in but the puppy was nowhere to be seen so I was calling for him when a car pulled in. They were older men with white hair in weird cuts and curls who kept trying to get me to buy a hat. They finally left and I got the puppy back in and was calling 911 when I woke up.

I dreamed I was at a gathering of boat restorers; people who were about to convert some unique roof structures into motor boats/speed boats for whatever this event was – a tour, a race, or something. I saw many of them lifting these roofing structures, “hulls” upside down, out of the water to be converted. Suddenly, Cynthia (my ex) and I were inside a nearby house where many weird “pets” were in the lounge. We were visitors of sorts, but the host/ess was absent and we were more or less observers. A very large, “thick,” python/anaconda with black, white, and red markings, was lazily resting along the skirting of the one side of this lounge, appearing and disappearing behind furniture – one piece of which was an old fashioned, but not antique, “show” case, of the kind that families of yesteryear displayed their trophies, medals, and crystal ware in. Suddenly, this serpent sprung, and swallowed a young crocodile or alligator that was on the other side of the lounge. It settled for only a minute or so, only to repeat the act on a second young croc. The two were visibly separate inside of the snake, like two bulging peas in a pod. Just as it was settling down – suddenly! – the first croc began spinning length-wise inside of the snake, as it would, were it breaking off limbs of prey in a river, twisting the middle of the snake’s body that separated it and the second croc, until it had torn the snake in two, freeing itself from its belly. Immediately, it began biting at the other end of the snake’s body, freeing the second croc, and leaving the snake to die. Cynthia and I were both sort of stunned, but said nothing. Next thing, we were back at the boats, where I saw two guys carrying a finished boat to the launch strip. They had done a beautiful job of the conversion, and had named their boat, “Hill On The Beach.”

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