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+layout: page
+title: Untitled Dream 1
+dream: dated
+date: 2019-03-09
+---
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+I met up with an old friend from high school who said he was working with electronics and rocketry nowadays and asked if he were to work on hardware if I'd work on the software as a favour to him. I agreed and later went around to his house.
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+While there he had quite a professional lab setup and was soldering ball grid arrays on processors using a professional guide. He'd attached a small plastic bag over his nose to prevent himself from breathing onto the project and disturbing what he was working on.
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+I eventually found out that the rocket we were working on cost £100,000 and was supposed to eventually get into orbit and he'd spoken to me because he didn't know the difference between ARM and x86 architectures.
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+layout: page
+title: Untitled Dream 2
+dream: dated
+date: 2019-03-10
+---
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+I was at work but left for some reason way earlier than I was supposed to, with the intention of picking up some lunch ingredients.
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+I went to a petrol station to collect the goods I needed but while there saw a girl from High school who didn't recognize me. I forgot what I needed and after dismantling my bag to try to find a list I eventually left.
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+I walked to the next larger supermarket in Halifax but it started to rain, on the way I was following a wall under tree cover and an old Volvo car served massively as I was in my way.
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+While walking I followed another person from high school for a long period of time ago and he asked if I was following him.
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+When I said no he stated to explain a story about the fastest local runner and how his name was engraved in stone and how he could be called on if somebody needed to pass on messages. For whatever reason he was called 'Otley Moon Seven'.
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+layout: page
+title: Untitled Dream 3
+dream: dated
+date: 2019-03-12
+---
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+My dad came to me with a collection of beetroots for whatever reason and asked about picking them but I didn't know the process.
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+I joked that there was a quest in runescape and we could compare the process so I signed in and went to Varrock to see the beetroot quest giver.
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+As I collected ingredients required I went around a Lidl layout store using Runescapes movement system.
+After I'd collected everything I needed to, I went back to the quest giver and inadvertently attacked her instead instead of taking to her by using left click.
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+She took this as a slight and chased me, attacking me until I died even while using prayer, subsequently dropping all my gear.
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+I respawned at the Wizards Tower in Draynor and started walking back before thinking 'fuck it' and logging out to leave all my gear to despawn.
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+layout: page
+title: Untitled Dream 4
+dream: dated
+date: 2019-03-19
+---
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+I was in an Italian coastal town with a group of other people I didn't know.
+The streets were narrow, cobbled and very step. We were on a tour with segways that were connected horizontally through their axels and needed pedalling to move which was extremely difficult.
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+One hill that we went up had a plateau that had an ice cream shop on it, where we stopped to all get ice creams.
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+Eventually we made it to the top and there was a large modern hall with dark blue curtains covering the windows, there was a casino and bar inside.
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+I was getting a drink when people started talking about a large muscular man called 'mister jab jab'. He would come up being people in a queue and punch them in the back of the head to steal their place in the queue.
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+layout: page
+title: Untitled Dream 5
+dream: dated
+date: 2019-03-26
+---
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+I was staying at a large chateau in Norway with many other airbnbers, speaking with the guy who owned and ran the place.
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+I mentioned that there were no trains in Norway and he explained that I just didn't know where the station was and then gave me a breakfast of a waffle covered in maple syrup, sandwiched between large slices of shreddies.
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+I ended up skiing on a frozen lake that was crystal clear but lightly covered by snow and when you dusted off the surface you could read things under the frozen water.
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+layout: page
+title: Untitled Dream 6
+dream: dated
+date: 2019-06-10
+---
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+I was in an airport, but had an unloaded 1911 pistol in a manilla envelope that I'd received for some reason from a bank tellers desk near the checkin area.
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+I was brazen about taking it through security. In the departure lounge I let some random guy hold it and he dry fired it against his temple.
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+I got to security and a worker with a big white moustache called *The Walrus* was asking questions but eventually let me through with the gun.
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+layout: page
+title: Untitled Dream 7
+dream: dated
+date: 2019-06-14
+---
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+I was playing some kind of violent hide and seek game with groups of letting in tactical outfits in an old bandoned and dilapidated brick house.
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+I was finding and the opposing team had all hidden under piles of leaves in a room. They all burst out at once with dogs in tow overwhelming me but one stayed behind to try to sneak and kill me.
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+We ended up grappling in the leaves until I had my hands around his neck and was about to choke him out but he punched me in the chest, winding me.
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+I pulled back my fist ready to punch him in the head but didn't, upset that I immediately went to that option.
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+layout: page
+title: Untitled Dream 8
+dream: dated
+date: 2019-07-19
+---
+I was on holiday with my girlfriend in a Latin American country that could have been Brazil. We were staying in a complex made out of stacked up shipping containers and napping in the sun.
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+While people slept, everyone on earth was told via dreams about a species of tiny parasites that had invaded earth, enriching peoples lives with better physical and mental attributes and would usher in world peace under their rule
+This was entirely at the behest of the host though, and they would only enrich willing people. They also mentioned that every single person they'd invaded was grateful, and how things made sense, clicked and how life was much better now.
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+We both awoke at similar times, my girlfriend had accepted the parasites whereas I hadn't.
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+layout: page
+title: Untitled Dream 9
+dream: dated
+date: 2019-10-21
+---
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+I was in a comic book store in York with friends and needed the bathroom. The only toilet available was a popup tent for some reason that was already occupied by a child who was having trouble but wouldn't get off.
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+We waited and waited until eventually trying to find another toilet. Eventually I found an open but abandoned looking toilet under a stone staircase on a hill. There were no stalls and it was laid out like a bus but with toilets instead of seats. There was a middle aged woman in there too but we both just did our business. The bus type contraption then set off, sloshing passengers and contents all around. I mopped things up with my jacket but things were still a mess.
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+As we continued the driver picked up more passengers but wouldn't let anybody off. Eventually the bus was about half full and people were talking and having a generally good time. We eventually got to the terminus which was a hospital in York for whatever reason.
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+Me and one of the guys inside were having an argument about one of the other passengers boyfriends, who looked Scandinavian but we weren't sure where from specifically.
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+layout: page
+title: Untitled Dream 10
+dream: dated
+date: 2020-01-20
+---
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+I was watching a YouTube video of a vaguely Central European girl in her twenties who modified regular but oldish road cars with high tech upgrades, like replacing systems and components with other things that you'd usually find around the house.
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+She also drove smaller kart style racing cars called 275 cars. This was because the engines were all identical at 275cc, and installed into custom chassis on the day of the race.
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+I checked her wikipedia page and it said she had a history of being a bullion thief but only ever stole silver which made her crimes some how less serious.
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+Her online presence was tied around her surname 'Jennings' and the karts she drove '275'.
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+layout: page
+title: Untitled Dream 11
+dream: dated
+date: 2020-01-28
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+Me and my girlfried are driving to a friend's house in an old transit van towing a bathtub, as you do. We were driving through winding country roads and down step hills so decided to ride the bathtub down the slalom of a hill as it was on wheels and could be steered.
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+We put the van into neutral and let it follow us down the hill. Once we arrived at the town at the bottom of the hill we dodged a couple of chavs crossing the road on a red light in the bath and pulled over into a laybay to wait for the van but it didn't come so we figured it had gotten stuck on a corner so my girlfriend rode her bike back up the hill while I waited at the bottom and changed my socks for whatever reason.
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+While waiting, my friend drove by on his triumph bike followed by the police at high speed. Shortly after this, my girlfriend drove by slower, on her old red bike following the police driving past me, van nowhere to be seen.
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+layout: page
+title: Untitled Dream 12
+dream: dated
+date: 2020-01-31
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+I was in south Korea, seeming to tangle with assassins who mistakenly thought I was somebody else.
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+Late at night, I ride a motorbike down the motorway and there was be a large scale accident involving multiple cars that I just rode through, ducking paramedics, firefighters and police.
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+The police yelled at me for riding through such a place at such a time and not wearing a helmet. One of the paramedics yelled at me that I'd be like one if the injured who was soon to be dead. At the slip road where I needed to go to go back to my accommodation there were a couple of spiked sentinels robots that were about knee height with metallic bodies and fins protruding from them. They seemed to magnetically be attracted to me and would drift towards me and my bike.
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+I avoided them and went back to a backup house but couldn't get in as the owner was away, so spent the night walking around until the sun rose and he came back.
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+I tried jumping from a ledge where I was hiding waiting for the owner but just jumped straight up instead of forwards and down.
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+The man's possessions were just a folded dress, a couple of keys and a book.
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+layout: page
+title: Untitled Dream 13
+dream: dated
+date: 2020-03-22
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+I was in a large hotel that was connected to an airport and a number of other buildings like a sports centre, large library and school.
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