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retrieving

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In the dream, I get Mr. B., who was the DGS when I started graduate school, to give me access to a closet containing the belongings of the deceased Prof. J. M. I retrieve two items, but the one I remember is a watch. I am after Prof. M’s watch, but the one I find and take turns out to be my own.

Awash

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Last night’s dream was one of those in which I’m visiting H. We’re traveling in his vehicle, but leave it because intense rainfall hinders our progress. When we return, we discover the tires and seat covers have been stolen. I feel guilty about this, perhaps because he was taking me somewhere? I gather this figures my unidentified waking life offence.

explaining the inexplicable

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When H. disappeared in waking life, he began to appear in my dreams. In the more common variant, I would run into him unexpectedly in some public place and he would explain why he had gone missing. These explanations never made any sense upon waking but they left me with an evanescent comfort. In the less common variant, he and I were doing things together as friends but something hung silently between us, his unmentioned, unexplained absence. These dreams became rare as time went by with no contact from him but resurfaced after he ignored my letter. Finally, in a dream, he offered an explanation for his rancour that was intelligible, though not applicable in any obvious way to our waking life: in the dream, H. was an orphan and was upset at me because I knew¬†information about his birth family. Despite some effort, I can’t recall whether he was incensed that I had revealed or withheld said information.

Miss Piggy

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In the dream, I am in a shared setting with MV–a workplace, perhaps? She is a shape-shifter who can assume the form of a pig. In her human form, she doesn’t pay much attention to me, but as a pig she nuzzles affectionately in my arms. I conclude that she doesn’t realise I am aware of her dual identity. I think it has something to do with her drug habit.

don’t talk to strangers

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In the dream, I’m back at my high school, even though it looks nothing like it did in waking life. For some reason, I need to reach the gymnasium, but find it is very far away. I stop a passing automobile to ask for a ride. It turns out that Jorge E. is at the wheel and agrees to take me. I’m not sure if he recognises me but for some reason, I choose not to identify myself. I expect him to just drop me off when we reach the gymnasium but he parks his vehicle and enters along with me. ¬†I find the person I need to talk to while Jorge begins to grill some meat, which I will eventually partake of. He loudly calls out a string of names, including my father’s full name and several others that are unknown to me, so I wonder again if he realises who I am.

There’s a transition to another location. I’m in my flat (not one I’ve ever seen in waking life). My room has balcony along two of its sides and I see a lot of people outside. Someone comes in to apologise to me for an accident he and I were involved in. I move toward the balcony and the many people there greet me in turn. From their looks, they seem to be from the region where I live now. Although everyone is very polite, I am displeased by their presence and wish they would disappear.

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