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Thursday, October 25, 2018

Impostor

Dream 10.24.2018




My friend Tim is having a sleepover at his home. Ten to fifteen other guys are staying the night. Once everyone has gone to sleep, I sneak outside and shoot hoops. While playing basketball, I hear a growl not so far away. It isn't an animal but a human. Someone is lurking in the dark. I run inside and fall asleep.

Sometime later, I hear a doorknob jiggling. One of the guys wakes up and asks, "did anyone hear that?" The boys get up and investigate. When they walk outside, they find an impostor. All the boys, except for me, chase the impostor around a field. They never catch the stranger, but they aren't trying to. They run around as if they're in a marching band. Dream ends.

I wake up

Saturday, October 20, 2018

Twin Towers

Dream 10.19.2018




My family is on vacation. We stay at a cabin on the edge of a mountain. The cottage has no walls. It is entirely open to the world.

My sister Kristen and I are talking. I tell her that I recently visited a city that rebuilt the World Trade Center twin towers. At first, I can't remember the name of the town then it hits me, Philadelphia.

I travel to Philly by myself to see the towers.

At one point I am at the top of one of the towers, and I see part of the original roof, of the New York WTC, on display. When walking under the roof, one enters a room where many pictures depict the history and demise of the majestic buildings.

At one point I am standing on the street looking up at the towers. The sheer size takes my breath away. I try to take a picture while a plane flies in the sky above.

A black gentleman and I are on one of the top floors. We must make our way downstairs. We jump onto a bumpy slide that takes us down several levels. Many slides lead downward.

My mom and I are on one of the middle floors. Several staircases are leading in different directions. My mom is trying to make it down. I try to follow but become lost. I cannot find the correct staircase. Trying to retrace my steps, I end up several floors above. My mom and I see each other. She asks in a joking manner, "where have you been?" I tell her that I got lost.

My brother-in-law and I are standing at one of the entrances to the WTC. There is an art piece showing two squares diagonal from each other. On top of the squares are objects that spin around in a circle. Dream ends.

I wake up