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Dreaming; Night of
February 6, 1985 |
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6:04 |
1We were living in an Albert Hart-like house. Out back, two pink flamingoes showed up one night. The next morning, one of them had metamorphosed into a tall plant with strange peppers on it. My father came over and looked at it. I went inside to get a book that I had on peppers, but when I got inside, my TV was on and I couldn't turn it off. I finally got it off, but went back outside empty-handed, having forgotten to get the book. Later, I was driving on the interstate. I kept trying to exit left, but I was going too fast and kept missing the exits, swerving all over the highway. The car accelerated. Then V was driving, and I was in the passenger's seat. We exited right onto a down ramp that spiralled in circles about five or six times. We were going at a fantastic speed and just barely managed to stay on the road. When we got to the bottom, we were at a university-type place. The car came to a quick stop and we were tossed gently out onto a well-kept hedge. We got up and started walking around. Several of the fraternity houses, I guess they were, had large crowds of people coming out in masks and carnival-type costumes. Else. (G) |
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