It was a family reunion of sorts. Though other people were there too, a few that I knew. We spend time outside as it was really hot inside the house we were all staying. We waded in the river that was nearby. I was listening to my iPod, and sometimes chatting. There was one guy there that my brother knew who looked a bit familiar. He kept looking m way and smirking. I wasn’t sure why. Eventually he came over when we were packing up to go home and lifted me from the ground under my arms. I thought it was funny.

Yeaaaa… odd.

Was as real as any memory could be. Clear, colored, full of feeling. I was with MB. in his house which looked like a florida-style home. White walls, tan rugs, long windows. We had been hanging our or sleeping together was hard to tell which. He was watching his friends daughter whom he let pretty much run around. He turned on some music, pretty loud. His dad came out of somewhere glared at him and took the kid away. We continued hanging out. It wasn’t much as far as visually but there were intense feelings of sadness, emptiness, and heavyness. I woke up with a weight on my chest and felt like I had been crying, but I hadn’t.

So I keep my radio/ipod playing sometimes at night. The techno I had on it which is of an actual concert permeated my dreams! So Tiesto was doing his thing in this huge wide open land. I was across the river. The grass was really fuckin green. My mom and I lived in a house across the river. There was no one else there. Suddenly it started raining, a quick one but Tiesto ran off to protect his keyboards etc with a towel. I ran into the house. I turn back and see 5 tornadoes coming straight for the house. My mom was about to walk out of the house obvious till i pointed it out to her. We stood by the window and just watched them travel straight for us and even over the house. We weren’t even that scared. The last tornado went over and we didn’t even see it happen but it picked up our house and put us down in a sparse forest.

Yeh.. and that was it. Wtf.

I had two of the same type of dreams.  One was scarier than the other. I’ll shorten the names of those that were familiar in the dreams.

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I was invited over to J’s place. We were just hanging out for a little bit. Chatting and snacking on food. Then someone else came over. It was T. He had a bag with him. J left the room or the house, I don’t recall. In the bad T gave me was a skimpy piece of lingerie. It was purple with some sparkles. I put it on as if I was supposed to and T just went at me all over. Then suddenly I snapped or something. I stopped it saying I am not for this. Took off the outfit, folded it up put it back in the bag and handed it to him and walked out.

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The second dream was scarier, I literally woke up with my heart pounding.

A small group of friends and I were hanging out at night at this park. The park had a partially enclosed pavilion with a piano.  One of the friends a male, was playing, while the other, M, she was playing a guitar with him. We were all just chilling and having fun. Then we saw cop cars far across the chasm bridge that you had to cross to get to the secluded park. We saw their blue and white lights. We started to get up to get out of there as we weren’t sure we could be there that late, but it seemed as if they teleported so close in an instant they were getting out of their cars. They walked up to us with nasty looks on their faces, there were only 3 but one of the cops stood out. He told M and I to get down on the floor, we hesitated and he pushed us down face first to the ground. He started checking but then he was doing more than that and feeling our asses. We freaked out and got up and tried to run away but they were closing in fast. His uniform had changed to something else, not cops.

And then I woke. Fun eh. Nah, the last one was not so fun. When a dream really makes my heart beat so fast out of fear, I think it is something I do not like.