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I had a dream about mt grandfather who passed away 14 years ago. His Smell was present, voice and face identical to the last time that i saw him. I was by his bed side, he was i'll with cancer but happy, and relatively healthy looking. I talked with him, laughed with him and gave him a hug and kiss goodbye, and he leaned in to tell me something very important. The next thing i was at his funeral with the family. it was elegant his casket was in front of a stage with singers in the background and the room was decorated like at a wedding. It had round tables white table clothes, chairs fancy silver ware and plates and everyone was dressed elegantly instead of in mourning clothes. I walked up to see my grandfather, and it felt like all eyes were on me and him. Then i woke up.

A lady shouted why did you chose these colours she was holding pink and purple plates but she did not say it to me but she was saying it to a guy i was trying to help him we were running away from here and there was this girl and she was a door it was closed. There were a few doors that where closed. I don’t know if we go away from her cause that dream end. and I was then somewhere in the country it the ground was wet and muddy there where clothes on the ground and I tried to pick them up but then I hear it the panther I hear it before I sore it big and black. it ran at me and took swipes at me I was scared but I did not run and I tried to call for help but my voice was quiet and I don’t know if it got me but I think I was saved by a man he was like a leader. it was Dusk

A lady shouted why did you chose these colours she was holding pink and purple plates but she did not say it to me but she was saying it to a guy i was trying to help him we were running away from here and there was this girl and she was a door it was closed. There were a few doors that where closed. I don’t know if we go away from her cause that dream end. and I was then somewhere in the country it the ground was wet and muddy there where clothes on the ground and I tried to pick them up but then I hear it the panther I hear it before I sore it big and black. it ran at me and took swipes at me I was scared but I did not run and I tried to call for help but my voice was quiet and I don’t know if it got me but I think I was saved by a man he was like a leader.

I go into a restaurant. There is a lineup but I go to the front to ask for a menu. When I get back to the line more people have gathered and I stand in front of those new people. The line moves quickly but when I get to the front they don't have a place for a single person, not even at the bar. So I go downstairs. Food is laid out on a table, people are working, and I see the person with whom I got a ride to the building. I go to join them but then realize I need to go back upstairs for a plate. Upstairs things take a while. The fellow who gives me the plate also gives me an inflated plastic toy or animal which soon springs a leak and deflates. By the time I get back downstairs the food is gone and the men that I know is gone as well. As I set about leaving the building on my bicycle I realize it is difficult because the land drops away rapidly on three sides of the building. Only on one side am I able to cross the road easily with my bicycle. I'm careless crossing the road and in danger from the traffic. On the back of my bicycle I have a large load covered with the blue tarp. I don't know what it is for.

I dreamt of my husband in his mistress house and caugth them together in room and took picture for evidence including my husband motorcycle with plate number and i turn back talk to mistress introduce myself but my husband intruding and i took the mistress away from my husband and while going down the stairs i slap her and pull her hair. then it went to terrace with a lot of their visitors but i couldn't find the mistress then my husband and i left to buy cigarette in a small store.

Once upon a time, I lived in a warehouse (think Warehouse 13). One dreary evening I realized I was being romantically pursued by an ex boyfriend his girlfriend . I spurned their advances and hid myself away in a small pub with a male coworker of mine. Over the course of the night, I found myself getting ill, but refused to leave. We ended up embroiled in a very intense discussion about unbreakable plates and bowls with the bartender. She was a very stout woman eating sauerkraut and pita bread. Eventually, I bid them farewell and went home to my warehouse where I proceeded to put telephones down my pants. It was as I was placing a particularly lovely princess style rotary in my pant leg that I realized the moral of this little tale: After being woken by a phone call, perhaps you shouldn't force yourself back into sleep if it's not immediately forthcoming

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