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Two dreams:
1) A good (male) friend had come to visit me. We were laying on my bed, under the covers, watching The Rocky Horror Picture Show, in our underwear. And no, we weren't dating. Weird.
2) I am a wanted criminal in my own country because my theories on peace and nonviolence had finally become too radical to let me live. So I get chased all around Dallas, and I give up my one chance of escape to let a colleague (a woman with a young daughter waiting for her in Canada) escape. The whole city is looking for me. I'm hiding behind a house over on Belmont, and am discovered by a band of citizens (mostly mothers with children, entertaining them with a fugitive hunt). As I am only 22, I manage to talk them into letting me go and not telling, because I am so young, I'm not ready to die, all I want is peace, etc. I end up hiding out in the attic of the house, but I get discovered by the man who lives there, who happens to be a veteran. He turns me in. I woke up right as I was begging him to have mercy.
1) A good (male) friend had come to visit me. We were laying on my bed, under the covers, watching The Rocky Horror Picture Show, in our underwear. And no, we weren't dating. Weird.
2) I am a wanted criminal in my own country because my theories on peace and nonviolence had finally become too radical to let me live. So I get chased all around Dallas, and I give up my one chance of escape to let a colleague (a woman with a young daughter waiting for her in Canada) escape. The whole city is looking for me. I'm hiding behind a house over on Belmont, and am discovered by a band of citizens (mostly mothers with children, entertaining them with a fugitive hunt). As I am only 22, I manage to talk them into letting me go and not telling, because I am so young, I'm not ready to die, all I want is peace, etc. I end up hiding out in the attic of the house, but I get discovered by the man who lives there, who happens to be a veteran. He turns me in. I woke up right as I was begging him to have mercy.