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Four dreams
Oct. 26th, 2024 06:53 amI dreamed we lived in a blue basement filled with low basins. My son had brought home a small snake, white, as if made of stone, that lived in one of them, swimming in the water. It had gotten round my daughters forearm and was squeezing it like a boa constrictor, although much smaller. We sort of laughed at it. Meanwhile, the troughs all about us filled with water.
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I dreamed I was teaching my son to drive. He was piloting the vehicle en route to a soccer game at a field in Fair Lawn. He pulled awkwardly into a parking space, and then threw it in reverse, and almost ran right over a group of kids who had set up a lemonade stand, stopping thankfully short. All the parents came rushing over, howling, to see if their kids were all right.
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I dreamed I was training with a couple of the elite jiu-jitsu players, then walked them to their homes; one of them lived in what seemed to be an old-time carnival wagon out in a cedar swamp, half-sunk in the mud. It was not very glamorous, I had to admit.
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I dreamed the former president, he of the orange countenance, explained to me his method of dealing with anxiety while being driven around. He would imagine himself in a deep pool, with a large whale at the bottom, and he would swim around peacefully underwater with the whale making its whale noises. He tried to demonstrate, but as he swam down there, the whale tried to crush him violently against the side of the pool. He escaped and swum deeper down, and the whale once again tried to pin him to the bottom. Finally he floated up to the surface and out.
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I dreamed I was teaching my son to drive. He was piloting the vehicle en route to a soccer game at a field in Fair Lawn. He pulled awkwardly into a parking space, and then threw it in reverse, and almost ran right over a group of kids who had set up a lemonade stand, stopping thankfully short. All the parents came rushing over, howling, to see if their kids were all right.
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I dreamed I was training with a couple of the elite jiu-jitsu players, then walked them to their homes; one of them lived in what seemed to be an old-time carnival wagon out in a cedar swamp, half-sunk in the mud. It was not very glamorous, I had to admit.
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I dreamed the former president, he of the orange countenance, explained to me his method of dealing with anxiety while being driven around. He would imagine himself in a deep pool, with a large whale at the bottom, and he would swim around peacefully underwater with the whale making its whale noises. He tried to demonstrate, but as he swam down there, the whale tried to crush him violently against the side of the pool. He escaped and swum deeper down, and the whale once again tried to pin him to the bottom. Finally he floated up to the surface and out.
