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Posted by loupe urisk at 6:36pm on Thursday 31st August 2017 Type of Dream: Normal
I was in a rush to get to the Credit Union. I was driving in a large city. There was quite a bit of construction. I owned a basketball player. Something happened so that he couldn’t play. I don’t remember what that was. The day before, I had gone to the credit union, laid down $10.00 (or was it $11.00, or $20.00) in pennies for a money order to be picked up the next day.
label loupe Basketball Player loupe Construction loupe Credit Union loupe Money language
Posted by loupe urisk at 6:29pm on Wednesday 30th August 2017 Type of Dream: Normal Fourth dream of the night:
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Posted by loupe urisk at 6:27pm on Wednesday 30th August 2017 Type of Dream: Normal
This is the third dream of the night
label loupe mystery loupe weapon language
Posted by loupe urisk at 6:23pm on Wednesday 30th August 2017 Type of Dream: Normal Second dream of the Night:
label loupe Charity loupe Deception loupe Mall language
Posted by loupe urisk at 6:22pm on Wednesday 30th August 2017 Type of Dream: Normal
My wife and I (I don’t think I was me, or she was my actual wife), were going to a movie. We thought we were going to see a summer, big budget movie. We also thought we were at a theatre with luxury recliner seats. But when we got there, it was a cheap theater, and the movie was more an intellectual, academy award type movie. It was also super-crowded. A lot of tall people, and we had a hard time seeing the screen. I remember, in particular one really tall woman with a reddish afro hair-cut. But before the movie started, people started to clear out in just a way that cleared a path for us to see the screen. My wife started complaining for some reason, and I had to explain that it was a good thing. We sat next to an old man, he handed me a stack of books from the library, and said, “I think this should help you out”. I thumbed through the titles. They were all about celtic history in some way or another. When the movie was out, I left the books in the seat. On our way out, we ended up walking next to the old man. He had the stack of books. I asked him if he had finished them. He said he had. He said something else emphatically. Can’t remember what that was.
label loupe Books loupe Movie language
Again, can’t remember most of the dream. Just a school bus full of street kids. I was missing a thumb, and I was afraid they were going to cut off my other thumb, whoever “they” were.
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Other than a few vague images, I only remember the last scene. I pulled up to a drive through. I was driving a red pickup. A couple of women clearly knew me. They asked if my wife got to go on the trip with me. I said “Not that trip, but a couple of weeks later we went down to … weird … I can’t remember … California … I think the Baker City Area. For a concert.” She said, “Oh fun”.
label loupe Rape loupe Trip language
I was visiting my family. I don’t remember the details, but I was about town, and there were a bunch of silly mind games that got under my skin. It was close to the end of my stay.
label loupe Family loupe Mountain language
Posted by loupe urisk at 5:52am on Tuesday 5th September 2017 Type of Dream: Normal I was returning from a hiking trip with my wife. I pulled into a shopping center, went into a store. It was kind of a General Store, that had a little bit of everything. I went to the shoe section, and bought a cheap pair of shoes. They were tan colored tennis shoes. I believe they were used. I payed about $5.00 for them. The woman I purchased them from was a short, stocky woman. She had long frizzy, salt and pepper hair, pulled back in a braid. She looked at least part Native American. She looked about 50 or 60 years old. She seemed very short with me.
label loupe bank robber loupe misidentified loupe murder language
Posted by loupe urisk at 6:01pm on Wednesday 23rd August 2017 Type of Dream: Normal
Unfortunately, most of it is lost now. I was in a strange place. I was a strange person. I think I was living with a guy, kind of fat. I say I think, because the whole dream seemed to be about deception. I was wandering around a place with a lot of people. It was outside, perhaps a party. I was looking for somebody named Stephanie who I said was my wife. I don’t think she was. I met a lot of people, most I don’t remember.
label loupe Blonde loupe Deception loupe Stairwell loupe Strangers language
