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i know dream recaps are boring, but, i have to note this. mostly because it was so damn real and i woke up in a panic. whenever i stay here, at the lake house, i have these wicked wild dreams. when i woke up, i shot straight up in bed and whacked my head on the dormer ceiling up in the loft. then when i put my hand up to my head my nails scraped the wood and i got a splinter under my nail. so, yeah, i deserve to post a dream.
somehow i was living in nyc and was part of a terrible murder. i didn't actually murder someone, but i was involved and was sworn to keep it under wraps, as it was mafia related. i was standing in this penthouse apartment, looking out at the city, when these helicopters started swooping through the tall buildings. the last one that went by was kind of a frog green color. i immediately recognized it as a particular fbi team and freaked. right then... swear... it did a massive 360 turn around and headed straight toward my building. i dove behind a bed and this part last forEVER as the chopper moved all around the windows with its search light cascading over the flat and trying to find me.
the wild thing was actually being able to feel the extremem panic within the dream. i mean, reeeeeeeeally feel it.
i saw the lady jump out of the helicopter and enter a window in the flat next door. i ran into the bathroom and hid there. that's when she opened up my bathroom door, i saw her in the mirrored reflection, and i bolted out an opposite door (in the bathroom) and down a stairwell. i was running and jumping down sooooo many flights of stairs. there got to a point where i was literally jumping over entire flights of stairs and landing at the bottom. i busted through the main door to the lobby... and there were all sorts of cops down there that grabbed me and cuffed me.
the weird thing is... i was then put... on... a STAGECOACH and escorted to a farm in wisconsin. huh?!!? the lady who accompanied me then dropped me off miles from the farm and told me to just go. she was letting me go! i was free as long as i stayed on the farm and never returned to full on city civilization.
and then i woke up and whacked my head.
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somehow i was living in nyc and was part of a terrible murder. i didn't actually murder someone, but i was involved and was sworn to keep it under wraps, as it was mafia related. i was standing in this penthouse apartment, looking out at the city, when these helicopters started swooping through the tall buildings. the last one that went by was kind of a frog green color. i immediately recognized it as a particular fbi team and freaked. right then... swear... it did a massive 360 turn around and headed straight toward my building. i dove behind a bed and this part last forEVER as the chopper moved all around the windows with its search light cascading over the flat and trying to find me.
the wild thing was actually being able to feel the extremem panic within the dream. i mean, reeeeeeeeally feel it.
i saw the lady jump out of the helicopter and enter a window in the flat next door. i ran into the bathroom and hid there. that's when she opened up my bathroom door, i saw her in the mirrored reflection, and i bolted out an opposite door (in the bathroom) and down a stairwell. i was running and jumping down sooooo many flights of stairs. there got to a point where i was literally jumping over entire flights of stairs and landing at the bottom. i busted through the main door to the lobby... and there were all sorts of cops down there that grabbed me and cuffed me.
the weird thing is... i was then put... on... a STAGECOACH and escorted to a farm in wisconsin. huh?!!? the lady who accompanied me then dropped me off miles from the farm and told me to just go. she was letting me go! i was free as long as i stayed on the farm and never returned to full on city civilization.
and then i woke up and whacked my head.
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