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Pancakes and Beans

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Sunday, May 21 1995

I had been on a bus, but the people there made me get off, and I was in a place I was unfamiliar with, and I knew I would have to walk back home. I was very unhappy about it. I began my walk, and I quickly became very tired, my legs wore out so that I could barely crawl. One of my legs was hurt, but I forget which one. I remember that it started raining, and I remember my hands sinking in the mud as I crawled along the side of the road. I was getting muddy, and my hair was all tangl

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When I couldn't walk on the Ground

Friday, May 19 1995

May 19th, Friday     I forget how it all begins, but there are a lot of people outside, and I am one of them, it's dark, and there is snow all over the ground; I wore a fur coat to keep warm.  The peculiar thing was that I couldn't walk on the ground, rather I hung a few inches off the ground, floating there, and only my thoughts directed where I went.  There was a lot of junk that happened, but I forget what it was.  I just know that there was a bunch of people

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The Blue Brother

Thursday, May 18 1995

May 18th, Thursday     I got a phone call from some lady from the Florida Lottery department, and this call was a game sponsored by the lottery.  The lady said that I had to answer a trivia question correctly and I would win the prize.      "Will this cost anything?" I asked.      "No," she said, and then she asked the question.  I didn't understand her question, so I repeated what I thought she asked me.   

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The Really Boring Woods, New Orleans

Tuesday, May 16 1995

May 16th, Tuesday     There was me, a teacher and many other students, and our teacher was showing us through a very boring forrest, is was void of anything interesting.  There was no grass, everything was covered in pine needles, and the monotonous color of the pine-needles contributed the most to why the forrest was so boring.  There was a trail through the woods, and the teacher, it was a woman, would tell us about the things we saw, only I wasn't paying any attent

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The Artist's House, Gallery of Food

Wednesday, May 10 1995

 The earliest thing I remember was that my friend Kris, from Atlanta, came to my house, and she had cut off all her long red hair, and now it was like curly fuzz on her scalp, and I thought to myself, "Gosh, that's awful looking."  Anyway, she left to the house of someone she knew, a man who was an artist, and I understood I was to meet her at the same house later, some of her friends would also be there.     I don't remember departure, and I don't remember an

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Fish in the Desert

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Sunday, May 7 1995

May 7th, Sunday "Comic Strip"     I remember looking at a comic strip in this dream, it's the only thing I remember about it.  It was one of my own, though I know I never really made it in waking life.  In the dream the cartoon was pretty funny, but now it no longer makes any sense.  I guess I'm forgetting an important part of it, though I tried to avoid that from happening when I wrote down all I could remember of it in my dream, I thought I was awake w

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Wanting a Shower

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Thursday, May 4 1995

May 4th, Thursday 1995 "Wanting a Shower"     I vaguely recall something about a woman, or maybe more than one woman in clothes that I would say were worn by the Southern Bells of early america, the fancy sort of tea-party dresses.  Anyway, I don't remember much about her, but she didn't seem to play a significant role in my dream.  She was not an enemy, and I don't recall feeling any sort of reactions to her.     I remember having to walk alo

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