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Place withheld · 2011-06-22 · from the DREAMVIEWS archive

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I go to my recent ex's ("N") house for something important. When I get there, a lot of people are there, which is unusual in waking life. I see a blunt on the ground, partially ruined. I also see a glimpse of a girl, "D," on the couch with N and a few other people. This upsets me and I feel awkward so I run out of the house, grabbing the blunt as I leave. When I get to my car, a bunch of "white-trash" people in their crappy cars pull in and start driving all around me so I cannot get out of the driveway. I have a feeling that they are D's family members in the car. I honk my car horn in an effort to get them to let me out. At the point a car hits me and a huge, bald man gets out and tries to burn me with a cigarette and hit me. I try to call the cops but for some reason I am unable to. Later, I am camping and we are on a back road riding in the flat bed of a truck. The road is very bumpy. One of my friends/ex-coworker, "J," is there and talks to me telepathically. I am taken aback and interested. Just then, we hit a bump and another friend/ex-coworker of mine (from he same job as J) falls on me and I am torn from the internal conversation.

 

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