1: I lay down with a close friend. He was trying to console me. I was not in touch with reality. A gentle caress turned into sex. Entirely implied. I don't remember having sex in the dream. i was on a couch. in the room with the otter pops from the dream about mimi and yearbook. I turned. I saw a group of people. Alex stood there looking disgusted and disappointed. I felt like shit. I was getting chased by terrorists. Through the parking lot from UCSB/the getty sort of. i jumped down a stairwell. the vanishing point was intense. I had a gun. I knew i had the power to destroy them. It came down to a moral dilemma. I waited so long i had no choice. By a pool in another parking lot. A flat open one. I shot the first. He fell. There was a crowd suddenly. I went for the second. The gun slipped and i aimed it again, noticing for the first time it was one from a james bond video game. I went for the second. he was wearing a pink shirt. I missed and hit an old woman.
2: Getting killed by ms. piggy. circular garden area. rose garden. weed. david p.
wet. alcohol. no idea what else....
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