1) Wow so this one was fairly interesting. It started in a hospital, I'd just given birth to my son. I was still 18, still in college, and I had a child. I remember being emotionally distant from him, but mostly because I was overwhelmed that I had a kid. Still in college, how was I going to handle it? I couldn't even begin to think about it, but I remember thinking a lot about how my party days were over, and that I would hardly even have time to eat or breathe between studying and the baby. I remember my mother was there with me as we walked out of the hospital, she seemed supportive. I had the baby in a carrier, but he felt so heavy. I could barely lift the carrier. I am not sure what else happened, but at some point I was walking to meet some friends and introduce the baby. At some point I went into a building and when I walked out, I realized I had forgotten my baby. I went back in and was relieved to find him in the carrier when I went back. Then I remember walking on a boardwalk, and my friend asked me who the father was. I told him, and he asked if the guy knew. I said he did, and I was going to visit him later to meet the baby. We seemed to be on friendly terms I guess.
2) I had this dream right after I saw The Dark Knight. Midnight showing, of course. Mostly what I remember is that I was in a flesh-colored room with a table in it, and then I heard gun shots outside in the hall. I took cover under the table and tried to drag myself along the floor towards a corner of the room. I kept hearing gun shots and I remember I was very scared.
3) I woke up in my dream next to a young man. We were in what I guess was his apartment - it had green colored brick walls and lots of other colors from patterned fabrics and posters. I remembered I had to go somewhere so I woke up and went to what I guess was the equivalent of the Bryan Center (Duke's student center). I then realized there were a lot of small white tents that had popped up everywhere, even along the way to the Bryan Center, on the grass and etc. Somehow I found out that a lot of Indian people were dying spontaneously worldwide, and apparently it was customary for Hindu priests to come to the dead and embalm their bodies at the location of their death. Then I found out I was assigned to go around to each of the bodies, all surrounded by a group of priests, and hand out salt from a bucket to them. The salt, apparently, was the first step of the embalment, and it was poured on the faces of the dead. At one point I stopped to watch this being done, but a priest scolded me and told me not to watch the ceremony, just to keep walking and pass salt. When they were done with a body, they built a small white tent around it, for the body was supposed to rest at the location of death for seven days.
3) I woke up in my dream next to a young man. We were in what I guess was his apartment - it had green colored brick walls and lots of other colors from patterned fabrics and posters. I remembered I had to go somewhere so I woke up and went to what I guess was the equivalent of the Bryan Center (Duke's student center). I then realized there were a lot of small white tents that had popped up everywhere, even along the way to the Bryan Center, on the grass and etc. Somehow I found out that a lot of Indian people were dying spontaneously worldwide, and apparently it was customary for Hindu priests to come to the dead and embalm their bodies at the location of their death. Then I found out I was assigned to go around to each of the bodies, all surrounded by a group of priests, and hand out salt from a bucket to them. The salt, apparently, was the first step of the embalment, and it was poured on the faces of the dead. At one point I stopped to watch this being done, but a priest scolded me and told me not to watch the ceremony, just to keep walking and pass salt. When they were done with a body, they built a small white tent around it, for the body was supposed to rest at the location of death for seven days.
4) In this dream, I kept falling down from drunkenness as me and some Howard Hughes kids were walking, even though I had only had a few sips of wine in the dream. While we were walking around with my friends, I remembered binge drinking not the day before, but the day before yesterday (in the dream). Regardless, it didn't make sense for me to be so out of control and unbalanced - nor did it make sense that we were walking around with me like this in broad daylight. I remember it was a goofy but scary feeling, and I vividly remember a point where I was tripping down some steps in a plaza very slowly, and towards the end of my dream I fell over once again and was too drunk to get up. Then I laid down in the rain.
5) I woke up lying next to an old friend on my bed at home. We had fallen asleep talking and surprisingly my mother hadn't noticed or anything, so when I woke up he also woke up and we started talking, laughing, flirting. Then next thing you know, we are fooling around while I'm telling him I want to but we might get caught, and he says no way we will. Then we're at it when my mother comes in with some clean clothes to hang in my closet, and by instinct we try to hide our nakedness amongst the racks in my closet as my mom continues about her business, diverting her eyes and beginning to sternly scold us, without yelling, in a chilling voice, talking about how what I am doing is an act I should feel complete shame and sin for doing. Then I may have tried to say something as she walks away, clearly in a state of shock. At another point in my dream, I am in a car with my family and we are driving down a very busy city street. I see a man picking up his child from daycare. Later on we drive past a marquee that says "Don't forget to pick up James" and somehow I draw a connection between the two.
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