Dreams from February 26, 2010:

I was walking in my dream and came across a zigzag path that was hard to pass through with my friend I didn't know of. I passed through it and came to walk on top of tortoises that were marching towards me in long lines and strides like snakes I could not imagine. On top of these tortoises running water that was too slippery was just flowing on them as I kept jumping and jumping on top of these tortoises until I was past them. I later found myself in a my former primary school. And that ends my dream.

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02/21/2010

I dreamed that a snake came out of my mouth. My daughter, whom I never see anymore, came to me and gave me a good smile. I drank a little water.

Dreams from February 11, 2010:

I was with a group of people in a crowded room with scattered chairs. I was showing them how I could put my shoe on without untying it. I was stretching and pulling and pushing, but for some reason I couldn't get it on. Then I realized I was already wearing a shoe so I had to take it off before I could put the other one on. Then we all decided to get some ice cream. One guy wanted to go to McDonald's for ice cream, but the group refused saying their ice cream was the best. On our way to get the ice cream we saw this water slide that was sucking little kids down it into an open body of dirty water. I started to get sucked in, but escaped the current and left with the group.

Dreams from January 30, 2010:

I was in my friend’s concrete basement. I told my brother to go shovel the snow. Then my friends tied off my arm and injected me with drugs, though I didn’t resist. They specifically said it was Tryptophan, but it made me energized and euphoric/manic. While I was in that state, we watched an educational video about the job market and economic downturn. My friend’s dad came down and told us that the TVs at my house are cheap because they would not be big enough to adequately fill the Grand Canyon. I then put on a Snuggie and pretended I was a shark. Somehow I ended up on a log in a swamp at night with my friend’s family. As they paddled, the front of the log kept dipping into the water along with me. We were ambushed by crocodiles near a swamp-side house. Everyone else jumped onto the house’s deck, but I was stuck hanging off of the side. My friend’s dad kept telling me not to roll because it would cause the crocodiles to bite me and go into a death roll. Then I woke up.