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NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Good morning! Had a freaky dream last night, I guess you could call it a nightmare. Also two fragments. 23.00: Sleep 03.30: Time to come clean I receive a text message on my phone. It is my mom, telling me something I do not want to forget about later that week. 'Oh god... How will I ever be able to look her in the eyes again? I put the phone in my pocket and start walking. Strangely enough the deeds I have done does not disturb me half as much as the thought of finally coming clean, but it has to be done. 'How many is it now? Three... No wait four.' I walk out on a bridge going over a road. I look down at what I am holding. It is a human head with most of the flesh gone. I throw it over the bridge and watch it roll down the dim lit street. A parked van stops it and a loud "bang" follows. 'Someone must have heard that, it is done. They will find my prints on that head and put me away for ever.' I walk across the bridge and take a right just after some shacks. I head down to the end of the street where a river is flowing by. 'Who have I killed now? My sister <PERSON>, her friend <PERSON>, some evil guy who did something bad and one more. Perhaps I should grab a canoe and just run away?' I feel so bad about it all, what I am about to face, that I can barely take it. I open a cage nearby and take off my pants. I decide to see if anyone's found the head yet. I walk around the corner and should be able to see the van from behind now, but it is not there. There is just a big cleaning truck sweeping the streets. The dream skips. I am talking to my dad in his house. He says something about my sister <PERSON>. "Oh, so I did not do anything then!" I exclaim, happier than ever. I ask him about <PERSON>. "She is been dead for a while now, you know that" he tells me. 'Fuck. That means I really killed her.' 05.30: Fragments *I am down at a football field made out of gravel. There are tracks from a car all around. My coworker <PERSON> shows up and tells me he is the one responsible for them. I look up at the building and another coworker is up on the roof. He lifts a girl up and puts her down again. All of a sudden my friend <PERSON> appears and tells me that the guy on the roof eats alot of candy because that is good for you when you are working out alot. I tell them I usually eat nuts instead. <PERSON> asks me if he can borrow my car. The place he is going to is not even a hundred meters away but he cannot be bothered to walk. *I am in a car with <PERSON>. We are on a paved road in the middle of the woods which is slick as hell. We almost go off the road. "I do not feel like visiting my mom anymore. Not now when her husband's got MS, they will not even remember me being there then" she tells me. 05.30: Wake up Amount of sleep: 6 hours Supplements: None That is it! Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!