Finish archived dreams

All done! Weird that there were exactly 99 in the book.

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+title: Untitled Archive Dream 83
+dream: undated
+---
+
+Me, my sister, mother and father were going on holiday to America where we'd be staying in a large futuristic hotel. We had a lot of individual activities planned and soon split up to do this.
+
+On meeting back up in the evening, my sister was a completely different person. I took my parents to one side to ask them about this but they didn't seem to notice, or care. I was wary, but decided to go along as usual.
+
+It was now late evening, so I went outside onto a balcony to chill a little before going to bed. The front face of the building was similar to [the house from The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air](https://i.pinimg.com/originals/34/ce/f9/34cef9e885c03695ba2779bd6db364ca.png) with white marble columns.
+
+A co-worker <!-- LS --> was also staying in the hotel and I saw her leaning out of one of the windows on the ground floor to plant a tree sapling in some freshly tilled soil outside. As the hotel was on a raised mount, the sapling wasn't planted deeply enough and rolled down the small hill. Noticing I'd seen this she said "Don't laugh at me, it's not funny!".
+
+Back with my family inside, I tried telling them about a dream I'd had earlier while sleeping at the hotel but they kept interrupting me to explain their own (identical to mine) dreams.
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+title: Untitled Archive Dream 84
+dream: undated
+---
+
+I was on my way to see Slipknot performing live with a couple of my friends <!-- CD TB -->. We queued up outside with our tickets for a long time before finally being let inside. The main hall was styled like a movie theatre from the 50's with heavy curtains covering the stage and big, red reclining chairs in rows to sit in.
+
+The band came on and performed for a while before having an intermission, during this we went outside for food and drinks. In the car park were a number of 50's style cars with their boots open, selling pistols and rifles from various eras past and present.
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+title: Untitled Archive Dream 85
+dream: undated
+---
+
+Me and some of my friends <!-- JH RH --> were playing [Defcon](https://store.steampowered.com/app/1520/DEFCON/). One of my friends <!-- JH --> had allied with me as Eurasia and the other was playing as North America.
+
+The game played differently from the actual game where in one move you had to attack, the other player defend, then the next turn you must successfully defend.
+
+We sent over a single rocket to New York city and as it approached the target it split like a [MIRV](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Multiple_independently_targetable_reentry_vehicle) hitting many targets all along the east coast.
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+title: Untitled Archive Dream 86
+dream: undated
+---
+
+I was staying at one of my friends <!-- RH --> houses in the countryside, surrounded by fields, drystone walls and distant farmhouses. We were also in a hard rock band but that doesn't seem important.
+
+We went outside and played catch with his dog, a large, dopey border colie. As we continued playing and getting further away from the house, a number of other dogs and a single cat (that wanted to be part of the pack, and had been accepted after learning to make a strange woofing like meow noise) came to us and we were all playing together.
+
+Suddenly a police helicopter appeared, shining it's bright spotlight down on us and the animals. Some of the dogs ran, and we decided to run away as well. My friends stupid dog just stood there so he picked it up and wanted to run back to the house. I said to him "Do you have any idea how stupid that is?" and he put the dog down and it eventually started following us.
+
+Back at my friends farmhouse it was getting late, so we agreed to go to sleep. My friend started playing music from his room and his dad came up to ask him to turn it down as he was also trying to sleep.
+
+In my room checking myself in the mirror to see if I was okay, then started getting changed for bed when somebody knocked on the door. I jumped under the duvet and asked the person to come in. It was my friends dad who was putting freshly cleaned clothes in a dresser, who had a young girl following him. We spoke for a little while, laughing about 'fundies' which were a combination of sleeping shorts and underwear.
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+title: Untitled Archive Dream 87
+dream: undated
+---
+
+I was staying at my parents house when I heard somebody pruning the trees in the back garden with a chainsaw. After they've finishing this they and a group of other people gather and start playing in the adjoining field.
+
+I go outside, to talk to the players and when I make eye contact with unknown tree surgeon he throws the ball against the house, catching it on the rebound.
+
+The rest of the baseball team is made up of:
+* My old scout master <!-- C -->
+* The houses windowcleaner
+* [Colin, from Ideal](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ideal_(TV_series)#Characters)
+* The two farmers who live behind the house
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+title: Untitled Archive Dream 88
+dream: undated
+---
+
+I'm staying over at friends house <!-- JM -->, it's recognisable but has a different layout and looks more modern.
+
+We agree to go and watch a stage show and while I'm sat in my chair watching the show, I feel somebody poking my side. I push the hand away and it happens again and again. After the third poking I grab the hand and bend their fingers back. A female voice gasps in pain and it turns out it was my friends younger sister <!-- BM --> who was doing the poking.
+
+After a small amount of commotion, we all go home and for some reason the spare bed is set up in my friends sisters' room.
+
+We have an argument about who is sleeping where which is eventually settled via the "tog of the duvet" and somebody using the phrase "It's in your DNA".
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+title: Untitled Archive Dream 89
+dream: undated
+---
+
+Me and some friends from school are leaving a house party in the middle of the afternoon in the local town. As we walk alongside the library we come across a huge gothic looking church with an ornately decorated crucifix outside with names engraved around it in the black marble.
+
+We agree that it's cool looking but one of us says that he plans to steal it. He throws a small pebble at the crucifix and manages to knock out the middle of one of the letter O's.
+
+As a group, we decide that this is a sign and we leave it well alone.
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+title: Untitled Archive Dream 90
+dream: undated
+---
+
+I'm back at high school and my whole class from year 11 is sneaking up a grass banking to try to compete in an officially organised football tournament.
+
+When we get to the top of the banking to the astroturf we're all presented with colour coordinated shirts and sweatbands but when I try to put on my sweatband it's too small and breaks. My P.E. teacher <!-- MB --> tells me I'll receive a lower mark if I don't play in a sweatband, I reply to her that I don't care.
+
+Two of my friends from class <!-- JR PH --> come up to talk to me and mention that my facial hair looks like three seagulls.
+
+At the end of the astroturf pitch is a topless woman doing the long jump, hands covering her breasts, she's not getting very good distances but everyone on the pitch is enthusiastically cheering her on instead of playing football.
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+title: Untitled Archive Dream 91
+dream: undated
+---
+
+I'm staying at my grandparents house, I'm aware that there's something not quite right with the world and in my dreams I'm being followed by voilent gangs of teenagers but I know it's not real.
+When I wake up to write down the dream, the world is different again and people refuse to acknowledge the existence of this book and it's contents.
+
+I'm now in a futuristic black, white and red house themed house surrounded by a dark red desert with brown cactuses.
+I'm looking through a large, black chest of drawers attempting to find the power plug for a lamp that's on but can't be turned off. There's also a blonde pale skinned woman in the house with me but we both know that none of this is real.
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+title: Untitled Archive Dream 92
+dream: undated
+---
+
+I'm staying a a sandy floored cave excavated from a cliffside on a smallish island, hiding from packs of large blue lizards.
+
+We have a boat moored up at the bottom of the cliff which we use to visit other surrounding islands. On one islands beach we land on, we try digging in the soft sand and find "artefacts" like TV remote controls and pieces of guttering.
+
+As we continue digging, we find a large plane propeller attached to it's still functional engine.
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+title: Untitled Archive Dream 93
+dream: undated
+---
+
+I was called to P.E. by my teacher <!-- MK --> it was a swimming lesson in the lower gym (this room has no pool) however just below the liquid surface of the pool it was otherwise entirely frozen.
+
+We decided as a class to place some inflatable obstacle courses in a grid pattern but they were all built like they were designed on isometric paper.
+
+To make the course more difficult, as most students were able to easily complete the course the teacher started shooting the students with a NERF gun in an effort to make more students fail.
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+title: Untitled Archive Dream 94
+dream: undated
+---
+
+I 'woke up' with vague, non-specific memories of a dream I'd just had. When I grabbed this book to start writing down my experience I flicked through it to find an available page but couldn't find a single free page. Even the margins and free spaces for short dreams had been entirely filled with handwriting that looked like my mothers.
+
+While I continued searching for space, I heard an alarm noise sounding, so looked over to my computer where the noise was emanating to see that the time was 09:00. I looked for my phone to call the office to tell them I was running late but woke up for real to find the time was actually the usual 07:30.
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+title: Untitled Archive Dream 95
+dream: undated
+---
+
+I was laid down in the back garden in the bright sun, enjoying the peacefulness of the day.
+
+The sky then rapidly started clouding over and the wind began to whip up and howl. I was being physically pushed by this strong gale, in a circular motion with a 20 meter diameter. I collided with the hedge surrounding the gargen, then with the garage as I continued being buffeted and dragged around by the wind.
+
+I tried pushing up from the floor but struggled. I applied more and more force, straining to push up from the floor and eventually lifted my entire body a few centimetres from the floor when I instantly woke up.
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+title: Untitled Archive Dream 96
+dream: undated
+---
+
+I was on a space station similar to [Silicon Valley](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Space_Station_Silicon_Valley) where there were separate branching pods all with different biomes connected via glass tubes.
+
+Each glass encased biome was strangely low resolution and had a [low-poly aesthetic](https://www.blendernation.com/2017/03/20/tutorial-low-poly-trees/) to it. Inside one of the biomes there was a small cabin, and inside this cabin there was an old computer on a wooden desk with a CRT display showing the time as a [bouncing screensaver](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5mGuCdlCcNM). Whenever I looked away from this display the time kept chaning forwards and backwards.
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+title: Untitled Archive Dream 97
+dream: undated
+---
+
+I was walking to school through a wooded valley with my whole family. I'm wearing steel toe capped boots and suddenly a fox starts running towards me. I pull back my foot and kick the fox as hard as I can, where it goes flying in an arc, landing some distance from us.
+
+A dog we have with us for some reason bolts after the fox and chases it onto a farmers land before attacking it, making lots of noise.
+
+The farmer whose land we're on comes out of his house brandishing a shotgun and tells us that he's had enough of us trespassing, mistaking us for another group of people. My father produces and automatic rifle and the two have a standoff.
+
+In the standoff I'm shot in the face and get my eye replaced with a bright blue prosthetic.
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+title: Untitled Archive Dream 98
+dream: undated
+---
+
+I was driving to work with my mothers handbag sat on the passenger seat with the windows open. The handbag flies out through the window as if picked up by a gust of wind.
+
+I pull over and try to reach the bag but by the time I get there it's already been run over by a number of vehicles, has been dragged down the road and is overall quite damaged.
+
+I start to run after the bag but get hit by a car travelling at high speed. I spin through the air and land roughly by the side of the road. When I come to, I'm lying on the ground and have centipedes and ants crawling all over my splayed arms.
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+title: Untitled Archive Dream 99
+dream: undated
+---
+
+I'm attending a surprise birthday party in the desert at somebody's house. We're all wearing colourful masks but the birthday girl don't know it's a surprise party and believes we're all maliciously messing with her. Eventually the party gets going.
+
+As the party begins to die down I go to the garage connected to the house to repair a tyre where I can hear a gas leak. One of the drunken party guests runs towards me carrying a candle and I yell out for him to stop and attempt to run away but there's a huge explosion behind me due to the gas buildup.
+
+The only survivors of the explosion are me and the flaming candle guy where we begin to brawl in the dusty desert for him not listening to me and causing the deaths of everyone else in the house.
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