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Dream 7: Cafeteria Another dreaming night...yet another night without a restful night. My eyes kill... Nothing very strange happened in this dream, it could have been nothing but a simple memory. Walked into the caf at DMCI and the first thing that I notice is that all the normally neat benches are arranged strangely. They were all askew or something. Just kind of messy looking you know? No longer in neat rows. I saw Carol sitting in the usual K-fob corner of the caf eating a large pizza on her own. I hop over some benches to get to where she's sitting and sit a bit down the bench from her. I drop my backpack and start talking to her, telling her some amusing stories or something? I remember telling her about two of my cousins who didn't know how to get home at all because their dad, my uncle, never let them go home alone, he would always pick them up. So one day, when they were sent home early, their uncle went to pick them up and didn't see them at school so he went to their building and found them at some apartment on the first floor somewhere? As always, make of it what you will... |