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I had a sincere dream about my drug addiction. It started with moving out of Drew, going through all of the halls and seeing no decorations whatsoever. At some point I got wrapped up with Aubrie and did something with her involving JuJu. I remember I kept bugging Adam because it was his birthday and I was so happy and he was too but he wanted to sleep, but I kept trying to wake him up and convince him to smoke pot. He said he would but I didn’t wait for him. Instead I began my journey to the dug-outs to smoke, except I went at the same time Tim did. He went with a purpose and I got so ridiculously high in the dream I couldn’t even take a second hit of my one hitter, I passed it to Alex and Josh who decided to smoke with me. I remember telling Aubrie I would smoke her up too but I decided not to. I walked back and he walked back with me and I was just like running into him, I couldn’t even walk and I spiraled twice, I told him I was so high and he asked me if I remembered what I said about getting high before, like it was going on an adventure, and I told him I remembered. And he explained that the smoking he was just around really didn’t seem like an adventure. I told him that I’m probably a drug addict but that I want to change. We sat outside in this lounge-fused with the parking lot for awhile, watching something or maybe talking. Austin joined us. At this point Tim and I were extremely flirty. But nothing would happen. I remember walking away, saying I’d be back in like five minutes and I went into this weird dorm/classroom combo building to my dorm, and I tried to pack but it took me forever, and I got relatively naked and put on white heels. I walked past Devyn on these exceedingly long stairs and we brought up our memories about how we weren’t really friends and it was an effort to even touch each other in huggy group pictures. It was calm but inwardly hostile. I left the building and the scene was still pretty calm but then I walked out and I saw Tim just bludgeoning this guy, he told me that he was dead anyway and shit had hit the fan, about this couch tipping over or something…the scene got really frantic, cops everywhere, a lot more violence, and I had to balance this couch on my shoulders but I kept hurting other people with it. At the dead of night it was finally over, Austin and Tim left for a few minutes and I sat there but it felt like a lifetime. I just wanted him to come back so I could tell him how I felt so it could be perfect… then the people in these couch wars started threatening my email in French. I woke up

I saw that i was searching for parking to go to my ilp classroom. i saw my students and ilp participants. i parked the car. it was a lane of my old house where i used to live 10 years back. then i saw a friend of mine who is eating and asking if will go to chembur. i saw that i was in the local bus to travel and was happy to change seats. then i saw that i am at home. me and my mom are eating vegetable sandwiches and watching tv and my eyes went to see time on wall clock which said it was 9:10 i dont know if it was am or pm

I'm in the middle of a war scene. A civil war. My stronghold is overrun and the last chance of survival is to retreat underground. I see my father with three other men getting on a elevator to go up to the fighting and I ask him if my mother survived. He tells me no. I know that he's going back to the fighting and I won't see him again, so I stop the elevator and kiss him goodbye. I go to find my sister and my nephew. I find her in her room and I yell at her that we have to get underground. She's not dressed or ready to go and tells me that she has to breast feed my nephew first. I tell her she has to drug him so that he won't cry and give up our position to the enemy. She balks and continues to move slowly. I know that we're running out of time and if we stay any longer she's going to get us killed, but I don't leave her.

Dreamt that I was in a vehicle with a stranger, where he dropped me off near a construction site. It was an unrecognizable man where he left, then I took control of the car and drove ahead. The car changed from a white sedan to a black truck. Here I noticed hitting the breaks but was faulty. There was no accident though the car had troubles. The car was moving in a forward direction. As I left the car, I noticed two of my co-workers were there. There was a series of two buildings, one that was repositioned maybe due to weather, the other had troubles but was being fixed, like a renovation. My feeling in the dream was that I was being cautious, and aware of my surroundings. I felt like there was some danger around me though I was spared.

I had a vision of seeing twin boys-newborns- dressed in blue shirts with mommy's favorite written on both of them in blue writing, white diapers and were laying on a white blanket. they were sleeping quietly- one facing right, the other facing left, with their hands curled up in an almost fist-like shape. later, they both opened up their eyes- the one on the left being lighter than the one on the right and just stared at each other. they soon changed outfits rapidly- from red button-down pajamas to pale yellow shirts and diapers or white shorts- then to grass green shirts and diapers to white shirts and diapers. then finally to royal purple shirts and diapers, orange shirts and turquoise shirts and diapers.

I was shopping at a clothes store when I was somehow kidnapped by this guy who was a celebrity in the dream. He kept me locked up in this huge creepy place for a long time and I think that he sort of mentally tortured me and raped me. I was then somehow rescued and brought back to my dad but not before I was brought back to the store in which I was kidnapped and asked questions about the kidnapper in an attempt to figure out who it was. My dad and I walked home which in my dream was sort of like a version of my grandmother's house before they added the second floor. Our neighbors were having some kind of a holiday party and my dad got me to join in. They had a son about my age which I remember I liked. He gave me a letter and I don't remember what was written in it but I do remember that his handwriting was a little hard for me to interpret but I managed to get through it, I think it had something to do with a marriage. I also remember our younger siblings playing together. Next we were in some sort of safari and my 8 year old brother was driving a jeep really fast and my little sister and I jumped onto the back of it, the rest of the family was already in it. He nearly crashed a few times but everybody was ok and nothing happened. After that my mom took me and my little sister to buy some new bras and it was really hard to find something good but in the end I picked two that were sort of like a corset (which I would have never chosen in real life) and I went to try them on. The stall I went into wouldn't close and someone opened it once. My mom and my sister came in for some reason and I was trying to get dressed back to normal real fast and then I realized I still had the shop's bra on so I took off my shirt and then this group of tall sexy guys came into the stall and said that they were there to fix the door and that they had to do it from the inside. All I could think about was the kidnapping from earlier and I was really embarrassed. Then they got out of the stall and fixed it from the outside but they were taller than the stall and I was afraid they could see me from above it and that they would look and yet I kept changing to my own bra and then I looked around for my cellphone ans my house keys which I took out of my pockets earlier when I took off my pants after-which I realized that I was trying on bras and didn't need to take them off.

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