(My memory of this is rather vague, but I'll try to recall as much as I can.)

When I woke up, I was left with the feeling of love and solace. I could feel myself smiling at the ceiling wrapped in the warmth of my sheets.

The dream starts when I find myself in a familiar place, probably from another dream, probably from a movie. A house or a cafe, or perhaps even on a busy street in the city at summertime, either of these places seemed appropriate to what was going to happen.

There was this couple who appeared to me like they were just friends, though very close friends. And the instant I started to interact with the girl, these feelings began. I talked to them as if I knew them one time or another. But the girl seemed new to me.

She had medium length blonde or dark hair - I cannot remember which one, and the most attractive, pleasant smile a human being could ever give. My heart opened up as I gazed upon a vague image of her face. All I knew was how I was feeling about her. I quickly compared these feelings to what I had felt for my ex. It was definitely different. At that moment, I knew this was going to be a lucid dream.

We took each other by the hands and starting walking and gazing into each other's eyes. Her face lit up mine and the entire street we were on. Our hands held tighter as we started to converse on the most enlightening subjects - though I don't recall what exactly we were talking about, it must have been about something wonderful.

We head into a house and into her room where we settled down to spend some time together. We sit on the floor and start flipping through a newspaper, enjoying each other's company. She leans her back to me as I embrace her in my arms with my back against the doorframe. A feeling of warmth and sheer love overwhelmes me.

But I glance outside, beyond the doorframe with my peripheral vision and notice a figure looking at us. It was her friend from before. He seemed a little jealous and sad that he did not have the chance to be intimate like I was with the girl. I felt sorry for him and very empathetic. But at the same time, I soaked up every bit of the girl's existence as we smiled and giggled at ourselves. We were giddy with each other.

And I was glad it wasn't my ex, but someone else I don't even know. I felt like I found love, or that love has found me.

I. A videogame dream

I had to save the princess from the most talented swordsman in the world. Instead of messing with showing me stats numbers, when he hit my character my character'd say something like "Dude! He just got twice as strong!" or "It doesn't hurt as much anymore."

Setting was a big building like Talge Hall only roomier and better-decorated. I fought him first in one of the sub-basements. The save game point also let me recharge my health....

II. A theater

I went and bought a ticket to see Charlie's Angels and got in early enough to see the closing credits of the previous showing. I stayed to watch the song a bit, then went out to use the restroom, checking to make sure I had my ticket just in case they asked. (I couldn't find it, but I had a lot of tickets in my pocket.)

When I came out I heard someone saying "...and so he said if I changed my mind before he faded to let him know." Something I'd said before but forgotten. I looked, and Eagle was there telling it to this mouselike guy who, I think, works second shift at work. Eagle gave me a kind of funny look as I passed through.

The Messiah

I approached a small hillock surrounded by bedraggled, staring people. The were mumbling; ranting. A religious cult. I felt exalted and alive as I stepped onto the raised ground in the midst of them. I said, "You are all blessed!" and they shied from me and groaned, "Unclean!"

My wrists were bare, and I brought my left one to my mouth and bit down. My canine teeth, as dull dreaming as they are awake, slowly bruised and finally pressed through my skin, letting me bleed. The forlorn ones flocked to me to taste, holding a small glass vial to the wound to catch the blood

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