Dream 01-16-13 Hotel Hospital

Hotel Hospital

dreamI have been driving all day, trying to get to this place. It is a kind of hotel, but at the same time a hospital. It’s up in the mountains and the roads were difficult for me, but finally I have found it, from memory, by instinct? I have reserved a room, but I need more than that, I need the doctors to see me. I know I need help. I can remember being here before, but I can’t remember what they did to help me, I just know I need it again.

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Dream 04-24-12 City Visitations

City Visitations

I am at a doctor visit in a city – in a modern building on one of the upper floors. My doctor is concerned and wants me to see another doctor to get a scan and second opinion. I move through the building to another office, am made to wait, but finally see the specialist. He seems unimpressed with what the first doctor said, and tells me I don’t need any scans, and sends me on my way.

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Dream 01-27-12 Forced Out

Forced Out in the Snow

I am in an old apartment building, a kind of squatter’s place. We (myself and several other tenants) have been informed of the destruction of the building, and must leave as soon as possible. I go through packing what I can, mostly grabbing my computer stuff and some souvenirs. I get as much into my car as I can – it is at the edge of a store parking lot. It’s parked up parallel to a fence, in a deserted corner where it will be safe. I add several boxes of my things between the car and the fence, so they will be out of sight.  I must now go to the grocery store and get groceries.

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Dream 12-22-11 Skipping Class

Skipping class and Beach Balloons

dreamI am a student at a university campus. I’m in a kind of crisis about classes – don’t want to go, just can’t seem to find the interest or energy. I’ve just skipped one class and am debating about going to the next. I’m talking with another student, and she is feeling the same, so is sympathetic, says she feels the same way, why bother?

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