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I usually have random dreams where everything turns full circle within minutes or seconds. You can't really make heads or tails of anything, it's just randomness. Most likely because when I'm awake and very tired my brain is just not very effective so when I'm so tired as to be asleep my brain would surely be incapable of any sort of coherent thought. But sometimes I have dreams where they're long ongoing stories like movies or something.
I just woke up from one like that a few moments ago from when I wrote this. At first it was like a movie that I was watching. The whole thing was actually a lot like 28 days. But I didn't really exist. It wasn't like I was floating around watching it because I would have had to exist. It was more like a movie where a perspective was floating around following the action. Obviously in a dream theres no narrator cause it's happening in my head and I'm fully aware of the situation because I'm thinking it up. So someone didn't say it outright but I knew what the situation was. It was where "they" were going to let off a nuclear bomb on the top of some housing complex that was something like 10 er 15 stories high. A special forces unit repelled onto the roof and proceeded to blast off ammunition at nothing and then shoot themselves (each committing suicide). When I woke up I thought about how dumb this was and chuckled but at the time I was dreaming it it seemed as if it was all part of the plot and seemed natural. Except for one guy who hid while everyone was shooting themselves. After they were done he went down to a window and flew through it. As the chaos from the broken glass cleared I became the guy and was standing there when this girl, who was remarkably similar to a girl I talk to on sexnet named Tami (her nick is Skye), came up somewhat startled as anyone in that situation was, but remarkably calm and I told her there was a nuclear bomb on the roof and it was gonna go off in an exact amount of time. Throughout the whole dream I didn't mention what the time was that it would go off, but a few times I would say "it's gonna go off in *random burbles* lets go!". She jumped up and followed me out the window onto some hallway where we went around telling others in the place that it was there and gonna go off soon.

After we'd tell someone they would, rather orderly, go tell someone else. After some time it turned into the chaos that surely would ensue in a situation like that. By this time Skye had morphed into a late 30s er so woman that I don't know who she was, thinking back. She was still familiar to me as the girl I first met in her apartment, but I can't think of anyone who would fit her description that I would know about. But sometime through the dream she had "grew" a daughter. About 17 years old having somewhat of an apearance of an older Brook Shields. Basicaly she looked like a model but with long brown somewhat curly er wavey hair. While she was doing the running around and telling everyone about the bomb thats gonna go off, me and the mom went to order train tickets to somewhere else. Somewhere that was around 50 miles away but had a mountain in between us and the blast. We didn't have enough time to go anywhere else. We were gonna go to riverside. Theres no mountain in between here and riverside, but in my dream there seemed to be one. We then went back and went into this other apartment complex that was like a 3 story hotel, kindo somewhat like a mall too, and told everyone there about the nuclear bomb. After a while of that, when we were running to the train, I remember us being near the shore of the ocean. We ran over the tracks I noticed that the cars were like big round two story fifth wheels. It all made sense that I would choose something like that to travel with my newfound family to safty in comfort like that, but also I took notice at it and stopped and got a look on my face like "whoa! I just figured it out! (And it was a bad decision)". The train and everything was totally different when I started paying attention to my surroundings again, we were in like a small town kindo thing like what youd see in a western but more modern with lots of small shops and stores. It was all rather chaotic at this point sorto like the part of Independance Day when the aliens attacked and everyone was rushing to get on the helicopters. Then everyone looked up to the top of the apartment building to watch the blast and I looked at the woman and says "we got tickets on mobile homes." Then the blast occured and the woman blew back to god knows where, Obviously the mobile home fifth wheel rail cars got demolished and I blew back and some corrigated metal landed in front of me and on top of me.

When I seen them, I figured that he whole mobile homes being there was intentional. I saw that on Eek the Cat one time. Hank n Jib (two NASA scientist dudes) said to eachother "Well hank, it seems there's a terrible tornado headed for a mobile home park in mossouri and there's nothing we can do about it." "Yes Jib it does seem that way." And some younger NASA scientist dude runs up saying how theres no mobile homes there and they all freak out and you see a dumptruck dump a bunch of mobile homes out in the middle of the desert and they all go (not so enthusiasticaly) "yay" and the tornado tears up the mobile homes. However all of my references to movies are just references so you can get an idea of what it was like. It wasn't right out of the movie. That's just the easiest way to describe complex situations like that. Oh and when I woke up that's something else I noticed is that everything was all sectioned off like scenes of a movie too.

Then it was a lot like right after the aliens attacked on Independance Day where it was all misty and still and dead. I went wandering through the debrit and me and the doughter were reunited. Not a heartwarming reuniting with violins soaring in the background but more like a ` "hey" "hey"'. I'm starting to forget a bunch of it now but I do remember her sitting on some sofa in the middle of the debrit and me sitting on top of her facing her with my legs straddling her just snuggling with her. And I remember later that she had decided to drive to downtown LA to see what it was like down there. We drove in a car (dunno how it got there) along the sand and got into the town and looked around. We got out of the car and were walking on a boardwalk and got scared of something and left.

We left in my old dingy through the water. We were heading out of the harbor and we hid under a dock (I guess it was a rather tall dock) because some woman with her daughter came by and we just hid cause I knew that our lil 7hp outboard wasn't gonna outrun a 18 foot fishing vessel with a 130hp outboard on the back. Then she pulled up in her fishing vessel and said something bout how she will take the little one. During this time the gal turned back n forth from the model girl into my little brother Chris. Well it was more like the representation of her changed from her to Chris n back. I somehow motioned to chris to get off and swim around while I distracted the woman and she (he changed into the girl again) did and when she surfaced on the other side of the fishing boat the woman pulled out a crazy brass gun. Then harbor patrol spontaneously showed up and we took off (she was back in the dingy now). We blasted through some shallow water where the fishing boat couldn't go. The shallow water turned into a sandy mud but the dingy kept trudgin through it. Then we got stuck in it a fair distance away (safe from the child snagging older lady in the 18 foot boston whaler).

The sun had gone down and I noticed some dude offshore a hundred feet er so on a jet ski with a dog. The dog came chasing after us and I grabbed a big prybar that was in the dingy and got out onto the sand and got under a board that was there. When the dog came blasting up to me I whacked it in the ribs with the prybar killing it. Which made it yelp and the guy on the jet ski came after me. The beach was littered with shells of spas that we make at work. Thinking back on that I find it most amusing. But I hid behind one of the round spas that was on its side and waited for the guy to come up with another pry bar that had materialised into my hand. He came up rather upset with a prybar in his hand and I threw mine like a knife thrower and it went into his head. His eyes rolled up like in some comedy and he fell backwards. It wasnt funny to me in my dream, I was relived that I killed the dude and that he wasn't gonna kill me and my newfound girlfriend. Also I knew that he'd be dead and I could take the jet ski (which also had gas in it).

And then I woke up.
.....at 8am ..... in the morning. I have been waking up after 12pm for some time. I recon I had a lot to eat last night before bed and all them calories went into my blood n now I'm up. I know I'm gonna be all pissy n grumpy n start yelling at people for no reason today. But still, it'll be nice to show up to work before noon