Living in a nice apartment. or so it seemed. I seemed to have everything. A man and his daughter came to visit me often. Take me to do things etc. I still knew the same people i know in real life. I am standing in line to get my classes fixed, a nice guy helps me. Another old classmate says see me next year but I tell him I am done. We say goodbye. (continue reading…)

Second bad dream this week. Wtf is going on? I was only napping 2 hours ago and had this one dream. I tried to wake up but it wouldn’t let me.

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I was in my room at my computer. It was a nice day. All of a sudden my window broke and water came poring in. I screamed and ran out to the living room where my mom looked at me as if nothing odd had happened. The scene shifted and it was almost like a warehouse-casino-type place. The room I was in was large and I was trying to figure out where to move my computer desk and all to a place the dripping water would not get to it. Though it was drying.

I wandered the rooms. They were large. The one I was in was more warehouse-like with carpet. High ceilings. The carpet was a deep dark red. The walls were plain cement and there were metal beams and stairwells and pipes. There was no door. It just led into another part of the building. This one looked more like a hotel lobby. The same dark red carpet. People wandering dressed in business like black clothing. Their eyes were dark as well. Yet, they paid me no heed as I wandered. The stairs were all the same metal beam types like in a warehouse.

Upstairs there was a bar, dimly lit. Sparse. Metal furniture, the same carpet. No windows. All I knew is I did not want to be there.