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I dreamed we were together…again.

I was in Brazil. I came back to my Brazilian house from being away for a year and my cat, Snickers, was gone. I searched my house high and low and was asking everyone if they saw her. Then I started to panic and hit the streets looking for my little round calico kitty. Then my faceless boyfriend(I think boyfriend) came and told me he had taken a trip to Trinidade and had taken my cat with him and she got lost. I immediately freaked out and e got on a boat to Trinidade, a small, and crazy beach town that would be an extremely long boat ride. When we arrived the city was chaos, there were people everywhere, the streets were loud, the town was a mess. I went around calling for Snickers and asking everyone if they had seen a fat little cat with a tiny head. No one had any ideas, I was frantic, increasingly sad, and about to give up. That’s when I walked don this alley of a street to take a rest and I asked one last woman if she had seen my cat. She stopped to think and said that a while ago she did see a cat hanging out in the back of this big, dark, dirty room that looked like a garage but was unclear what it was being used for. I went into the room and kindly called her name over and over until I heard a little peep. I called again and she slowly crept out of the shadows. I scooped her up, she was no longer fat, and held her tight, I was so happy!

We got a travel cage for her and headed to the bus stop, but everyone told me she would be better with the luggage and not with me on the bus, strange. So we made it back home and I was so happy, my boyfriend too. Then he wanted to try and mix things up a little, but then he was weird so we both got over it.   

I was in Australia. Except Australia was more like a 3rd World beach town. I arrived there to stay in a house with a beautiful blond girl around my same age. When I arrived there the place was not so great. You couldn’t throw toilet paper in the toilet, and there was a leak in the bathroom so it seemed the whole apartment was wet. There were sheets everywhere, on the floor, on the bed, all a mess. So I grabbed some to make my bed. Well when the blond woke up, she did not appreciate me using her sheets. And pretty much told me I could go. Then I remember being on the beach a lot, but what stands out more is that I remember being with a friend and flying, or floating, around a big magical tree. It was amazing, but the amazing part was that I had the sensation of dejavu, as if I had already flown around this magnificent tree, and in the dream I said to my friend I am pretty sure I have already been here before. But now, I think it might have been a different tree, a different day, a different dream, but the sensation was very much the same. 

There are many gaps, but the next thing is that I joined up the with the royal family of Australia, a big group, and they were very nice. It was like I was part of the family. We went to a concert and were all in the front row, I didn’t know who was going to be performing, but then the music starts and Miley Cyrus comes on stage and does her thing. Then she’s off and Eminem is on, then I realize that just the group of family and friends are on this side and there are thousands of people waiting on the other side of this huge field at a another stage. Eminem was very sweet, he gave me a ball, like foam soccer ball looking thing, that he had been using on stage. Then Miley came out one more time in a very skanky outfit, pretty much just sheer, black tights as pants..and nothing else. Then She stepped on a shiny red ball with ropes attached to the sides, she stood on top and began floating to the other side of the field/stadium where all the other people were. I wasn’t very happy we only got to see one song from each performer, but it was free so I couldn’t complain. 

I had a dream George W. Bush was running for president again…and was going to win.

I was on facebook choosing a wide variety of friends and also not so much as friends but more of acquaintances to invite to my birthday party. Everyone is gathered on the beach with an enormous semi-truck that is more of a train of trucks linked together. My mom is there. It turns out that for my birthday activity I had chosen for this truck train to tow this large group of acquaintances/friends to be towed through the water while in a chain link fashion. A very long chain link of human beings is being towed through the water by an enormous truck-like-mobile that seems to be able to function semi-ok in water, when Briana shouts, “I’m putting my feet up!” As she puts her hands and feet in the air and is carried along by the single file human chain in front and back of her. But suddenly the idea spreads as others want to do the same thing, which ends up in the human chain falling apart. The setting changes to no longer being in open water, but more of a quiet lagoon with an island near by. The group of my friends seems to have gotten smaller as we are floating along, the truck train has disappeared and the human chain is no longer in tact. Everyone is happy until we see a few men on the island who seem angry and armed. They seem to think we are interested in whatever business they have going on on this tiny island and start shooting at us. Of course we follow our instincts and quickly swim under water to the land which is very close to where we are. We all make it out of the water just fine and end up being in a town which is pulsing from party energy. There are nightclubs and bars all along the strip. I can’t seem to remember actually entering a bar or club but soon we are back at my apartment building/hotel/dorm and everyone in my group is extremely drunk, except me. There are a lot of random people lingering about downstairs so I try and round up my drunk group to bring them upstairs, collecting empty beer bottles along the way. As I am trying to minimize our drunk scene with an armful of bottles on our way upstairs….my alarm goes off, uhg, time for work.

Anyone who has spent a good deal of time with me, or has slept anywhere in my vicinity knows that I dream a lot. Almost every night. Often times like an action movie, sometimes terror, and once in a while almost boringly close to reality. While I have often written my dreams down just as I have woken up(clearly the easiest time to remember) this is my first time sharing these dreams with everyone.

More than often I dream about people I know; sometimes good, sometimes bad, please don’t be offended by any name mentioning, just know my subconscious has you on its mind. 

Last night I had quite an interesting dream about a scavenger hunt/competition in Costa Rica with a group of two unknown men and a woman with a baby. But I would rather start my first dream post fresh when I can remember more of the details, not just searching for a whistle on a string, swimming out to board a boat with two captains and successfully figuring out that our team was supposed to find their safety gun with some special bullets. No, my first dream post will be fresh off the mind.