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At times i wish i could read people better, it feels like I'm slowly losing my ability to think clearly on certain things. Or is it because i start trusting the wrong people I'm not sure truthfully. I know that there something on my mind subconsciously since my dreams which are always very vivid and detailed have been progressively getting worse in the sense of me being torn in to parts and dying not to mention all of my friends and family all but my girl friend why is that? In all these dreams i wake up to me either tearing up or the feeling of emptiness.

One I was driving the Statesman along this road, then suddenly it was a grass road up this massive hill, then next minute Im driving off the top of the hill to this massive drop, the car flipped over from bonnet to boot about 3 times, landing at the end on the wheels, but I could still drive it, the roof was a bit crumpled. The weird thing is I didnt waked while the car was falling through the air, usually I do. I have a fear of driving through the hills & when you get to the top of the hill I envisage that there is a massive drop on the other side, like a cliff.

I'm at my grandma's beach house, a place that is very meaningful to me as in I might have my ashes spread there one day. I am looking down at the steps I have to get walk down and only view the stair case. I don't look up to see the beach or anything just the numerous amount of stairs I have to endure. When I look down at my feet I see that I am wearing roller blades. I hold onto the railing with my hands and inch forward ever so slightly with my feet. I make it safely to one step as I suddenly take a nasty spill on the landing deck (about 10 stair fall) I pick myself up and see all the stairs that are left for me to fall down. However when I am living this dream I am not seeing this first hand when I start to fall I see myself fall as an outsider creeping in the beach grass. When I go to pick myself up is when I creep back into first perspective. As I pick myself up and nurse my cuts and bruises is when I wake up.

As a child I would have this recurring dream where I was standing in a large archway looking into a very large domed cathedral type room, very dark with the only light coming from a matching archway directly across the room from me, the floor was white and black checkerbord. The room was empty, walls where smooth with some kind of painting/fresco that I could never make out. And always in every dream there was a figure, seemed to be a man standing in the archway across from me, I could never see his face or another details because the light was behind him shining in. Every time this figure would turn his back to me. Look back over his sholder and walk away......I would always wake with a metallic taste in my mouth and cold sweats.

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