ben and i had visited an elementary school for some reason and were walking out. we were talking about how our schooling was going. something happened (i can't remember what), and we ended up walking with a little boy and his little sister. we were walking them through the parking lot. the little boy was really happy about it and thought he was just SO COOL. we told him to study hard and try to get good grades. we told him to never start smoking because it's really not as cool as it seems, and all of those kids were going to be wishing they'd never started when they were in their twenties. when we were done walking them through the parking lot we turned back to hang out with some of our friends that were also up at that school. their scary dad (he appeared to be a very rotted zombie) started talking to them and got really mad that we had been talking to them. he started coming after us. we ran up to where our friends were and tried to blend in so he couldn't find us. i took my coat and hat off and crawled behind some people in this car up there and acted like i had been there the whole time. the guy kept staring at me, but i refused to look at him. i kept talking to dusty. dusty muttered something about how scary that guy was. then the guy grabbed me and said he knew it was me, and then there was something about cursed mailboxes. then i woke up.

1. i was very pregnant. i gave birth to the baby all alone in the bathroom over the toilet. it fell into the toilet bowl, and i had to fetch it out. it was stillborn. it had some deformities. one eye was just an empty socket. one eye was all black like a shark. i was devastated.

2. i was part of some sort of rebel group. the people we were rebelling against.. at one point, i'd taken lessons from the guy that so fervently wanted to capture me now. i kept getting away, even as several of my compatriots were being captured. i broke into a house at one point and was hiding. they had my mother. they said they would kill her unless i came out. i came out. i was lined up with some other people on my knees with my hands tied behind my back for execution. they were moving down the line and shooting us in the backs of our heads. i had my eyes closed and was trying to make my peace.

3. i was supposed to meet caryn at her new apartment. i had a big, raggy looking dog with me. it was my dog. it had gotten into my car somehow. i took it with me up the stairs to get to caryn's place. there was a big open courtyard with a pool in it and tons of people around on the third floor. i saw the smiths, and i went to say hi to them. i asked them if they would take my dog home with them until i could pick it up later. i told them they could keep it outside. i told them that i was teaching it to catch frisbees, and then some guy across the pool threw a plate. the dog fetched it, and i went to take the plate back to the guy. he thought i was mexican and was asking his friend how to say he didn't need the plate back in spanish. i told him he could have it anyway (in english) and walked off.