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04:21:2002 Entry: "DREAM"

DREAM

I was travelling on a bus, like a Greyhound, heading toward an airport. The bus was travelling on a highway that was full of potholes and there were people along the highway that were trying to flag it down, but the bus kept going. I felt bad for them that they were missing their ride. The bus driver was reckless and going too fast for the road condition. Then it was like he stopped and let on two male passengers who both looked emaciated, but it was also like I was at home with them, too. For some reason, their emaciation had something to do with the bad roads. Then it got really confusing. There were these chocolates that Stan had gotten for me, and there was a dog who was trying to eat them, and I didn't want the dog to eat them because it would not only get sick, but the candies were one of a kind and I wanted to enjoy them myself. But it was either the bus driver or one of the guys was saying it was ok, that one candy wasn't going to hurt the dog, so the dog ate one, and it was like one of the skinny guys was eating the candy, not the dog, because I felt sorry for him that he needed more food. But then it happened again, and I didn't want to be out yet another candy, so I started to yell at them to stop it, but my yelling woke me up.