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I'm in New York, with friends and their little girl, I'm leaving to go home. Its a joyous occasion and everyone is happy. Until I realize the time and I have half an hour to get to the airport. I'm only allowed 2 suitcases but I have many bags. I'm trying to decide if going by train would be quicker than going by car, it takes an hour and half by train and under an hour by car so my friends take me by car, but even if we get there its 11 and the plane takes off at 12:30, check in will be closed and i still wont catch the plane so my only option is to wait for tomorrow and take the next flight out, but I'm anxious as to whether i have to pay extra for missing my flight.

I was observing a lion across a field behind my house...the lion then noticed that I was watching it and started to walk and eventually run up and along my house until it reached the front yard, then jumped through my front picture window and was slowly approaching me...I had a sense that I was in danger, but the lion did not attempt to attack...I was going to try and back away to another room and close the door, but I woke up just as I was trying to get the door shut.

Dreamed I was walking to the end of a road, exhausted. The sky was gray and overcast, and I could hear the sea nearby, though I could not see it. At the road's end was a slight rise and a stone fence with a gate. When I reached the gate, at the top of that rise, the sky lifted. Inside the gate was a house, and a lawn of the kind of impossibly bright green you only see when the light comes out after a storm. The house was old, dark stone, well-built and close-fitted, with a slate roof, wooden trim that might have been brown, or perhaps just soaked from the storm. The door was open, someone standing in the doorway, facing away from me. I opened the gate and stepped onto the gravel path from gate to door, and I could see the figure well enough to see it was a woman in a red dress, wearing a straw hat, but not well enough to tell who it was, just that my exhaustion dropped away and I began to run up the path. As I got closer, the figure in the doorway turned. It was you, and if the clouds had lifted at the gate, when you smiled the sun came out.

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