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          I had a dream on Monday night, Tuesday morning. It's difficult to pinpoint when I have my dreams but it's typically in the morning, after a few hours of sleep. These dreams are not like my normal dreams; they are constantly shifting, a whirlwind of chaos in setting and characters. The plot seems to stay relatively constant, though.

          This particular dream began when a resemblance of myself, a female and a real life portrait of my friend Steve were escaping from a building that suspiciously resembled the Station Mall on the waterfront, backwards. It would be a good time to note setting is usually a composite of 10 - 100 things in my memory; some are identifiable, others not. Characters are undefinable at all times and although have appearance in idea  they don't actually have an appearance.

        As we were escaping ( I believe this place was on a lake waterfront) we attempted to break into a vehicle. Several were locked. We finally decided to go to the RV section. The first one was open and myself and the female jumped into the impossibly small RV. Apparently it was more spacious within, but still only the size of a mini-van. It was open because the male owner open the door and sat moments late in the passenger's seat. I used "my" boot to kick him out and drove away. Later on, when we were on a countryside road, the vehicle managing to grow twice in size, we realized we forgot Steve. I considered leaving him behind but on urge from my companion I returned and picked him up.

The second part to the dream was a little odd. There's always a second part to these, a deviation from the main idea into a more surreal context. In this instance, Steve turned into a female and the two females proceeded to balance on a beam that was attached to two wires atop the vehicle. I used my gun to kill off the attackers which appeared from nowhere. This part was fortunately short and I awoke soon before I could delve into that.

Description
          I had a dream on Monday night, Tuesday morning. It's difficult to pinpoint when I have my dreams but it's typically in the morning, after a few hours of sleep. These dreams are not like my normal dreams; they are constantly shifting, a whirlwind of chaos in setting and characters. The plot seems to stay relatively constant, though.

          This particular dream began when a resemblance of myself, a female and a real life portrait of my friend Steve were escaping from a building that suspiciously resembled the Station Mall on the waterfront, backwards. It would be a good time to note setting is usually a composite of 10 - 100 things in my memory; some are identifiable, others not. Characters are undefinable at all times and although have appearance in idea  they don't actually have an appearance.

        As we were escaping ( I believe this place was on a lake waterfront) we attempted to break into a vehicle. Several were locked. We finally decided to go to the RV section. The first one was open and myself and the female jumped into the impossibly small RV. Apparently it was more spacious within, but still only the size of a mini-van. It was open because the male owner open the door and sat moments late in the passenger's seat. I used "my" boot to kick him out and drove away. Later on, when we were on a countryside road, the vehicle managing to grow twice in size, we realized we forgot Steve. I considered leaving him behind but on urge from my companion I returned and picked him up.

The second part to the dream was a little odd. There's always a second part to these, a deviation from the main idea into a more surreal context. In this instance, Steve turned into a female and the two females proceeded to balance on a beam that was attached to two wires atop the vehicle. I used my gun to kill off the attackers which appeared from nowhere. This part was fortunately short and I awoke soon before I could delve into that.