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Three nights in a row of vivid, colorful, big dreams. My method of remembering dreams is usually something happens during the day or I see something that triggers my memory of the dream and it freaks me out cuz I can’t remember if it was a dream or a real experience I had in my waking life. Well, these last three mornings, I woke up with the dream fresh in my mind. And completely freaked out cuz I am trying to analyze, dissect, understand what these dreams mean. Meaning-less.

Tueday night - Two friends were having break up issues and were coming to me for advice/rant. I told one to kill the other person just to see if a light would go off in her eyes. There was a spark, scary!

Wednesday night - I won $2500 in some kind of raffle and found out that I aced the MEP portion of my ARE exams. I could even see the letter congratulating me on my test performance.

Thursday night - I was working with a team of people, decorating for Christmas. It was some kind of facility that had alot of kids and kid toys around. I remember seeing an obese baby and he was eating a cookie, which freaked me out in the dream. Afterwards, I was talking to a guy and his friend, The Hulk. Not Lou Ferrigno, but a real Hulk. I was flirting with The Hulk and trying to figure out his “situation”. Then I return to my apartment to sleep, Margaret Cho and I are roommates. I am asleep, and all of a sudden, I start to hear very distinct noises coming from Margaret’s side of the room. She’s decided to have sex with her boyfriend/husband while I was sleeping. I tried to fall back asleep and the next thing that wakes me up is I feel someone trying to push their way into my bed. I jump out of bed, put on a robe, and ask him who he is and what the fuck is he thinking. He claims to be my neighbor downstairs, meanwhile, in the dream, I know that we live on the ground floor. All this is happening, I am in my robe and somewhere in the background, The Hulk is starting to get mad with this stranger that tried sleeping next to me.

Thursday night’s dream is more complex because I am basically recounting the event just when I woke up. This is your opportunity to analyze, dissect, understand my sleeping brain. Or just enjoy a sequence of events that make absolutely no sense.

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