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A Dream #dreamjournal
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This one is from two nights ago but I was too lazy to document it. As thus I don't remember a lot and it is all fuzzy.
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I was in a row, we were getting into buses, it was a small canal-street just for boarding them, it was like in college, we were leaving school forever, going to our houses, I was waiting in line with two friends that I still have contact with, probably some of the people I trusted and hanged around the most in highschool.
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There were another par, a girl also similar to someone that I met in highschool and a guy taller, they seemed to be friends and the girl had lowkey a thing for me but I don't think anything ever happened, she was sorta just like looking for me or for our group, then we hanged together into the school (I left the row), and then we got into the building, it was like a tridimentional maze with multiple vertical levels, stairs leading and making paradoxical architecture, pathways upside down, and all the building was from gray to white, I eventually found her again and there were only us and faces unknown, after that I don't remember what happened but I was on my way to the bus, running, it was the last bus and I was the last one to get in, it almost leaved without me but it was kinda waiting for me.
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Once in I remember seeing familiar faces of people I have met but never really interacted a lot with, as I was the last one there weren't any seats left except the ones in the very back, so I went there and then a girl I know and I have talked with from the wired appeared, she sat on top of me and we began to kiss a lot while she was touching all my body, it was like this all the time I was in the bus until it arrived at its destination and everyone got off, however as all the kissing happened I remember scenes of also going to other seats and also talking with the other passengers of the bus, maybe this did happened too inbetween the kissing sessions.
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Once we arrived the place looked familiar to me and then I there was no one else, I was alone in a desolate white desert around the city-town I arrived.
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