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I had a dream, I was at a house on a giant hill of stairs leading up to it, maybe it was like a pyramid. Inside I could tell it was my friend J's house. Before I went to the celebration I smoked some weed with some people, but after I got high I felt strange towards everything. I was in the back cave entrance maybe of the house. You could see some Cheerleaders cheering on something further down below in an illuminated stadium. Behind, in the cave, there were bunk beds. In the house it was some kind of party. It was to celebrate something. J couldn't be there, he was at a soccer game until later, but he never showed up. I wandered, seeing people everywhere. I massaged a nice girl's foot but later realized she had a boyfriend. Maybe I did know but I was just doing it anyway, I'm not sure... it's probably the latter. He confronted me later and acted as if he were going to beat me up but was really just playing a joke, I kept saying I was so sorry. I was, I didn't want to make people angry but it was mostly shame. She had nice feet. What is it that anyone needs so much in touching that it pushes you beyond reason and politeness? I took some chocolate and maybe some other things laying around the emptied house and put them in a backpack. I tried to look for a ride home. I found my roomate buying something at the store downstairs... there were people sitting in bleachers in there. Lots of them knew what I had done and thought it was shitty of me to touch her feet. I tried to get out of there but it was obvious my roomate didn't have the space for me in his way out, he was leaving with a few people. I felt like no one was human, everyone had their own agenda and I wasn't part of it, I was actually just a thorn in everyone's side. I didn't want to walk all the way... where was it? I kept seeing an image of hay on the side of a slow road when I thought about it. I tried to hitch a ride with a guy with a contraption that didn't make sense as he was leaving. It broke down. I tried to stash it in some boxes suspended in the air... or maybe they were on top of something, like something way high in those warehouses that you need a ladder to get to. I didn't want rain to get on his contraption while it was out of commission. Later, my brother returned to the house and I was happy to see a normal face. Outside, I made a few seconds of music with people by drumming. I don't remember much more.