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Again, I've been too stressed to dream for quite some time. School and other things have occupied my mind, but a lot of it is gone now, so I'm going to start rebuilding the recall.

I'm aware of two dreams tonight, but I only remember one.

I dreamed I was back in England, and I had decided to go to my old girlfriends house. I went there, and snuck in. I started looking around, and saw my girlfriend walk past a doorway up ahead. I immediately ran out of the house just in time. She didn't see me. I then started walking around in the town, and found a moped that was seemingly thrown away. I picked it up, and guided it back to Staceys house (apparently, we had met now and were on speaking terms) to show her. It was black, and looked like something taken out of a one of those motorcycle shows where a guy jumps over 30 trucks. I left the bike outside the house and went in to talk to her. We went back out, and found someone pushing the bike away. We stopped her, and she told us it actually belonged to some guy named Alexander, and that he was on his way here to pick the bike up. Stacey quickly hid the bike inside the house, and went back out just in time for Alexander to arrive. She then lied to him about having the bike. After this, I woke up.