Syntax structure and hyperventilating .
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Syntax structure and hyperventilating .
Blind as a b-Ant-man, again.
The effects of gravity when approaching the event horizon of a black hole.
Jumping into a crystal clear pool.
My own story, feet and all.
On vacation, needing a vacation from my vacation, type dream.
Pocket dialing
I was at the threshold to the exit of the drive-through and then my car was in neutral.
I dreamed about showing my car to some DCs and they stole it and my U-Hual.
Trying to keep a bomb up in the air, heart beating fast. Woke up sick. Yesterday.
I dreamt the policy at my group home was changing, perhaps because of me, so I could have weed there. But then they kicked me out, for the same reason.
I dreamt that I was having some conversation with an established woman about the right number of confidants and the value of class loyalty. And I digress, our conversation ended rather quickly because I told her I'm a cashier.
I dreamt I woke up with a dream catcher between my feet.
I dreamt I ran far and wide, all over tarnation and all over the place, being chased through buildings, over fields, and into the woods, with a DC resembling the English police officer from the movie 'Yellow Submarine' catching up with me, only to realize it was tomfoolery.
I dreamt something about identity being a reflexive structure.
Making a blue Pringle.
A couple of DCs gave me $10; the second one, who gave me $10, was a school teacher. I think they were supposed to be people I know. After that, I was looking at Spider-Man stuff and then some new clothes for sale.
All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players: I recall that I was in charge of painting the replica of the Mona Lisa for some play... Musical.
I dreamt about looking at paragraph composure.
Going through a portal.
I dreamt I told a girl I wanted to love her like a cobinary star and then all I could think about was Astronomically codified.
Moxie and Yahtzee had got into their food and they were making a pig out of themselves.
I was getting out of a boat because it had no bottom.
I dreamt of playing with bubbles.
Crescent dog shadows, doctors.
I had some lucid dreams which is surprising because it is hot in my room.
Placing the Galantis discography into a stack.