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Dreamed I went on a trip by myself and kept losing things: my wallet, my luggage, my clothes. I would keep thinking I had everything and then leaving and then turning around when I was almost home. Everything got stolen out of my wallet at one point and I never had any idea where I was parked. I kept screaming and crying and my friends would try and help me but it was so frustrating because it would never end. Earlier I had a dream that dad was trying to get rid of "bee men" (men that look like bees or man-sized bees?) in the attic and kept asking me to open the door. That one was terrifying. I woke with a start at about 6 in the morning. And I kept waking up thinking I had lost something, thinking it was all real. I kept getting lost and I kept losing things and I couldn't escape whatever resort or theme park I was at, the location kept changing.

Dreamed lastnight about i was going to a party... I saw my old few friends in the far small town.I remembered to get in the shower to take a show then sudden insaw my self on top of the roof of a car and i realized i am in the float motorcading with my long-time ex-boyfrend's sister and then she said she need to change for the party and she's going to the apaertelle room that she rented and she ask me where i can chance My clothes, she said if i want i can come with her then i wave my hands on the open roof of the car and i saw my long-time ex- boyfriend . Then i saw my self with BJ my ex- boyfriend 's sister in her apartelle to start changing outfit

In my dream I lived in huge, ever-changing house. We had to escape my barbie dolls because they were coming to life. I went to warn a famous Ukrainian poet, and came across a roofless room. Against four wooden pillars there was standing the poet, a king, a queen, and Poison from street fighter. Whenever I would talk to them some sort of death with the pillars would occur. So me, my mom, my grandparents, my uncle, my aunt, and my little cousin, fought the dolls and escaped the house.

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