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Place withheld · 2011-02-27 · from the DREAMVIEWS archive

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[Sunday][12][0][5] A couple of fragments, cannot exactly put them in order but I will do my best. First fragment, It was Christmas, my family and I were for some reason gathered at a vacation house we often travel to with my extended family. There were plenty of people I did not know and the house was approximately 3x the size that it originally was. For some odd reason one of my objectives were to place a small wooden icon of a letter in front of a room representing the post office. Once I found a glue stick and reached the post office, which was in the same house, I was disappointed to find that it was now a room with two beds. On my way there people were taking pictures in tuxedos as if they were at a wedding of some sort. I did not think much of it. I was practically walking single file the place was so crowded, it felt like a mall. On my way back to the person who gave me the objective, whom I do not remember, I had to dodge some pictures being taken, I also remember how boring it was and how much I hated Christmas day for this reason. Also upon reaching a hallway I saw multiple marine units from Starcraft II, when I put my "mouse" over them I saw that they belonged to different people. I thought to myself "I could make more than that many alone". It sort of reflects my normal opinion of Christmas. I am generally unhappy and bored just meeting with my family, for no real specific reason. I also think the Icon had something to do with my obsessiveness to put signs in front of rooms in minecraft, to represent which room is which...funny. Another Fragment, I reached school, just in the neck of time as always. I figured the first period bell would ring as soon as I got there. When I got inside I was surprised to find people skate boarding around the halls. In this confusion I turned toward a super intended to see his reaction. He seemed unsettled but still smiling and practically ignoring them. I walked up the staircase and laughed about it with some friends. We looked over the balcony to watch some peers skate around, we even saw a cop doing it. Someone handed me a large box with random shit from when I was a child, and some valuables from my room. I was like WTF and the dream ended. I do not know what this dream has to do with anything. Final Fragment, my teachers and I are living in the same home. And no, I did not find this weird at the time. I felt sort of lonely, because I was stuck with teachers in some random place with no peers. I attempted to climb a ladder, or some sort of platform. A design flaw of this platform was that if you climb up the wrong side it falls over. A teacher grabbed the platform before it fell on me and I was sort of embarrassed. I went on later to do the same thing. what?

 

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