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anonymous:
girl one is rushing down the street with a shirt on and no pants. she’s buck ass naked; i don’t know why. i’m walking out from the gym… in some city… in basketball clothes, and i have my normal clothes on me. when i see girl one, i’m like, “wtfff, have my jeans,” so she puts on my jeans there in the middle of the street, and the few people who have their attention on her walk off. the jeans are way too big for her, and she kind of looks like a tlc member from their earlier vids (aka hot). and for some reason, it is as if i hadn’t seen her in a long time… or if we don’t even live in the same place anymore. so we are catching up, right there on the street, and it’s a big city like boston or new york or something. it’s a hot day, and we just sit on the steps where we’d met — some big steps in front of a government-looking building. there’s some degree of affection, and we go somewhere. that’s all i really remember about that part of the dream.

at some other point in the dream — i don’t know when — girl two has been flirting with me, but boy one comes and sits on my lap (??).

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aaron:
i become self-aware and lucid, and start floating up over a courtyard full of people in the winter, squealing and yelling. “this is what it’s like in real life, too!” i testify to dream people. i fly around and rejoin the dinner table of friends and take a male friend for a flight as a gesture of friendship. but as i’m floating up, it becomes harder to fly, and then the scenery changes to my childhood home. i’m up in my dad’s tools in this area where i hadn’t been as a child… then i discover nude polaroids of a japanese woman. and i think it might be the japanese exchange student we housed — which would’ve been so controversial — or maybe it was his first wife. also controversial.