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Unusual Alcoholic Beverage

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Monday, February 1 2016

        Morning of February 1, 2016. Monday.        This is an atypical dream, especially considering that I am not a drinker in reality. I am not sure of the setting in the first segment (it seems completely unfamiliar). It is some sort of small store, I think, perhaps a liquor store. (I have only been in a liquor store once in real life, when I worked for an elderly man who owned about a hundred properties and he had stopped in to talk to his brother who

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Here a Toby, There a Toby; Authors that Never Were

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Tuesday, December 29 2015

        Morning of December 29, 2015. Tuesday.        I am in some sort of seemingly muddled semi-abstract dream, in an undefined and unfamiliar setting. My best friend Toby T had been talking to me about a new book he wrote. I think it was a science fiction novel, yet it also seems related to a conspiratorial military situation that supposedly is intended to project a possible truth about a coverup (though I am not sure if aliens are implied to be involve

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An Old Classmate is Speaking

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Tuesday, June 30 2015

        Morning of June 30, 2015. Tuesday.        This is one of those odd but generic dreams with mostly only louder audio over a seemingly long time period, though I do have my eyes open at some points in both my main dream and in my false awakenings. It has several false awakenings as well as real partial awakenings where I hear my wife's breathing (which seems to somehow be creating the other voice at times), though it is only barely audible. Altho

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There he goes... (prank on math teacher)

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Sunday, February 16 1975

        Morning of February 16, 1975. Sunday.        This dream mostly involves a prank on a math teacher. In real life, this teacher would continuously roll around in his desk chair from his desk to the far side of the chalkboard and back again. He was an older, shorter man with white hair, slightly chubby, and with thick glasses.        In my dream he seems even more talkative than usual and is waving his arms around asking riddles in

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Around the World in a Balloon

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Saturday, May 18 1974

        Morning of May 18, 1974. Saturday.         I and my best friend Toby T are planning to go around the world in a handmade hot air balloon (partly made from patchwork quilts my mother had made?) and we supposedly are ready to be able to make it back to where we are in time for school a couple days later (dream "logic", I suppose), seemingly starting from the Friday night prior to my dream. It seems an intriguing idea but there is only one

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The Brat

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Sunday, September 27 1970

        Morning of September 27, 1970. Sunday.         This is what I would call an "opposite" or "contrary" dream in that it unfolds and expresses ideas that are the exact opposite of how things really are, often in a comedic scenario (in conscious afterthought - though sometimes "disturbing" in-dream). It seems to be a sort of emotional "testing ground" for unlikely opposite behaviors or ideas, thus the supposed p

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The Pole Vault Event

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Monday, April 13 1970

        Morning of April 13, 1970. Monday.        Summary of meaning: In subliminal anticipation of the need to get up for school, my dream renders a school setting, but this is more about having the physical energy to wake up and start the day. My classmate goes through a time warp while pole vaulting and instantly becomes supposedly old skeletal remains. The hypnopompic physical event (back jab) lacks intensity, possibly because of the flight association

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Not Really House Cleaning, but Raking the Hallway?

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Saturday, April 4 1970

        Morning of April 4, 1970. Saturday.        Greg S and I are near the concrete bench at the northwest corner of the West Elementary playground. He has a box shaped like a rectangular prism, somewhat like a Velveeta cheese box, with the intent to serve as a miniature stage, it seems. He also has a miniature back scratcher which is like a green glow-in-the-dark Frankenstein arm with a claw-like hand on the end.        At one end of

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