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Day Trip 1 Philly >>> Chicago 2 Chicago 3 Chicago >>> Minneapolis 4 Minneapolis 5 Minneapolis >>> Mt. Rushmore 6 Mt. Rushmore >>> Camp Site X 7 Camp Site X >>> Yellowstone 8 Yellowstone 9 Yellowstone >>> Camp Site Y 10 Camp Site Y >>> PDX
It'll be me, Jake, and Karp. And perhaps a fourth if we can convince someone. There'll be no sacagewia or empty saks. And you know for sure our stones ain't yella. Last night, I went on a dry run camping trip that was actually pretty wet. We weren't as prepared as we shoulda been-- we forgot to bring a flash light. In the middle of the night, I was having a dream that there were raisens right outside of our tent. Then, I heard a growl! In my dream, I squeezed her boob, partly because I was alarmed, but partly to alarm her. I wasn't sure if the growl was imaginary or real, but one way or another I woke up to heavy breathing. I listened intently in my half-asleep state, eyes wide open. Eventually I began to wonder why this animal wasn't moving at all, why it was breathing right outside the tent. Eventually I realized that the breathing was hers. But there was something out there that night and here's proof on my trunks:
Here are some of my other recent dreams:
+I was driving the three-nippled prophet home to his Owl House, except it wasn't Bloomfield, it was in the woods. I had an old Oldsmobile, it might have been my Grandma's. The brakes stopped working or something, so I opened the car door and put my foot out. Soon, my shoe fell off. Then, for some reason, I started flying, except it was more like gliding-- I had to ride the wind right. It was sweet. This dream may have been prompted by The Dark Knight, as I had seen the midnight showing that night.
+I had a dream that I had 2 girlfriends, but that they were both her.
+In another one, I was in a city, on a very broad street. I was walking around, trying to figure out where to eat, and went into a grill that had everything imaginable on the menu. I was waiting in a very long line with all brothers and sisters when Cassady strolls in, and explains to me very esoteric things about what is on the menu.
+Admittedly, my dreams are fairly dull compared to his. One night Cassady dreamt that he went into a Japanese style restaurant and was asked to take off his shoes, kicks called 'Wiz Khalifas.' Next, some French terrorists stole his shoes, beginning a series of adventurous events. He also shared with me one where he was sitting in a NA/AA meeting where someone was smoking or something, prompting him to check the batteries on the smoke detector. When he did, he realized that it was running on cans of Surge. Upon making this discovery he called Bur in his dream to share the news.
+What do you think astronauts dream about ?
I must rid myself of attachment. I got a new phone and I was sad to see the old one go. It had lots of character but I'm most upset about losing the pictures in it. Similarly, my attachment to people will hold me back. It'll be easy to say goodbye to those that are forgettable but how can I to those I value for their own contribution to my development? Is there no-self?