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Multiple dreams from last night.
1. I am walking around a dock with boats looking for seafood to buy. People were selling seafood from their boats and I wanted some seafood to boil.
2. I am in what feels like a monastery and am walking around looking for something. I stop and talk to a man who is kneeling in prayer. He was very nice and talked with me about his life there. Then I saw some flip flops and tried some on to see if they fit. I was barefoot and didn't want to continue walking without shoes.
3. I am walking on a sidewalk with a man I don't know. We are looking for the fire department and we can't find it. Then we are in a room with glass walls. A man in uniform that looks like a policeman says "put your finger here". I tell him, "we are looking for the fire department, do you know were it is". He smiles and says "put your finger here". I look down at a table and see a little blob of sandy gray gritty stuff on what looks like a piece of paper. I touch it with my right forefinger and it is a little smaller than the tip of my finger. It feels like sharp stuff in sand, like if I pressed too hard it would go into my finger tip. It hurt so I moved my finger away. The man said "you need to press harder". I said "no, it hurts". The man smiled and said "I will help you". I put my finger over the stuff and he pressed down on my finger. The stuff dissolved into my finger and hurt a lot.
Afterthoughts: As I am writing this I can still feel the pain in my finger.
1. I am walking around a dock with boats looking for seafood to buy. People were selling seafood from their boats and I wanted some seafood to boil.
2. I am in what feels like a monastery and am walking around looking for something. I stop and talk to a man who is kneeling in prayer. He was very nice and talked with me about his life there. Then I saw some flip flops and tried some on to see if they fit. I was barefoot and didn't want to continue walking without shoes.
3. I am walking on a sidewalk with a man I don't know. We are looking for the fire department and we can't find it. Then we are in a room with glass walls. A man in uniform that looks like a policeman says "put your finger here". I tell him, "we are looking for the fire department, do you know were it is". He smiles and says "put your finger here". I look down at a table and see a little blob of sandy gray gritty stuff on what looks like a piece of paper. I touch it with my right forefinger and it is a little smaller than the tip of my finger. It feels like sharp stuff in sand, like if I pressed too hard it would go into my finger tip. It hurt so I moved my finger away. The man said "you need to press harder". I said "no, it hurts". The man smiled and said "I will help you". I put my finger over the stuff and he pressed down on my finger. The stuff dissolved into my finger and hurt a lot.
Afterthoughts: As I am writing this I can still feel the pain in my finger.
