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"SHE WASN'T A BAD WOMAN; SHE WAS JUST TOO SAD"

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Thursday, March 30 2017

1) Nightmare. Third night in a row I dream of being at my parents' house. My dad and my friend D. texted each other and arranged that D. was going to help my dad "organize his closet" in a cool efficient way that was apparently a novelty in the internet. I don't know if D. came or not but a strong argument ensued between my dad and I, I can't remember the reason. I feel a strong anguish and go to my room, close the door behind me, get in the bed in the dark and start cryi

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SIX SHORT DREAMS IN ONE NIGHT

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Thursday, March 23 2017

1) Texting with R, I ask him what was up and he sends me a picture of a butternut squash he's about to eat. IRL, I also have a butternut squash waiting to be eaten and I send him a picture of it. I then decide to cook the squash and I eat it with ravioli, and I also send him a picture of that. Right after that, I'm with R. in person and somebody else, I can't remember who, and we're doing a play, like a Greek tragedy, we're acting on a stage, R. holds me up in his arms a

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THE ENTRANCE

Friday, March 17 2017

A Havanna café in Buenos Aires that's in a very posh big old house. The café is upstairs, I make an entrance wearing an elegant black long slit dress and I'm taking a pretty blonde girl by the hand. There's a wedding anniversary going on. A man with a glass eye is being annoyed by some other guests.

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MINIATURE LIBRARY

Friday, March 10 2017

1) I'm in jail. The thin bed/mattress had a perfect round hole where my ass is and a bucket is placed underneath for me to defecate there, as if I wasn't able to stand up, even though I was. At one point someone comes in, takes the bucket and the mattress and tells me that "I'm going". 2) I see a miniature figure of a library, if you looked inside you could see the inside of the library with thousands of books, tables, chairs, etc. I wondered how they could have done all

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THE INSANE MAN OF THE VILLAGE

Sunday, March 5 2017

S.'s hometown, Steinfeld, a village in southern Germany. We're there. I see this very weird guy in a plain olive green tracksuit that also covered his whole head and face. I'm told that this is the insane man of the village. He's harmless and locals seem to like him. I feel very curious about him. I see him jogging around the village and in the surrounding forests like in a movie playing in my head, but he has an accident: He falls into a river, the strong current takes him and h

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DOPPELGAENGER

Monday, February 27 2017

Good-bye dinner party with classmates. We get drunk. I go outside, it's daytime. I look up at the bridge and there's K. passed out, lying on the floor. I want to go help him but I see that another K. comes, also himself, to help his other self.

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CORPSE PAINT DEMONS

Wednesday, February 22 2017

1) Ex colleague of mine, she had a stalker who would call at work pretending to be her saying that she had an accident and other weird things like trying to arrange dates with people but not showing up. I'm worried and curious and want to solve the mistery but the dream shifted. 2) I look out my window at night and I see, on the other side of the street, hanging from some power lines, a living diabolical teddy bear looking straight into my window. 3) I'm surrounded by weird demon e

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MORRISSEY BIKE

Tuesday, February 21 2017

I was with parents somewhere outside, I had my bike but the front wheel was broken. We got in a bike shop and I saw a box with what was marketed as a "Morrissey bike": it was a vintage-looking folding bike that also had a stereo.

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PAIN OF REMEMBRANCE

Monday, February 20 2017

I wrote a book of poems and titled it "Pain of Remembrance" ("El dolor del recuerdo" originally in Spanish). --------------------------------- An old acquaintance, A. from school, insulted me saying that I was a "one-star Ikea". It meant that I was very ugly.

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HUMAN EARS

Sunday, February 19 2017

I find a pair of human ears at the hostel; a guest had cut them off as he lost a bet on his football team. I thought he was the biggest idiot ever.

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