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Not much recall from last night. I was in what was supposedly Thailand, with people I perceived as friends who in real life I do not know. I was paranoid that they were going to plant drugs on me, which when I went to the toilet and came back I found out they did. They were acting suspicious around my travel bean bag neck support and when they left I opened it to find a large bag of cocaine. I was worried, I did not want to go to the police because I did not trust them and could not prove they had planted it, I called my mum and decided to just leave, leave the hotel, buy a new suitcase (incase they had planted stuff elsewhere) and get out of there. At other points in this dream, before or after, I was back home and faced with the decision of giving up life overseas to return home and be a director at a football club. I watched my team play before I was due to leave and had not decided on what I was doing as I had to consult my partner in Australia. A large part of it was spent in what would be the board room, but it was like a large room with table sand chairs and a glass window wall to watch the game.