SHE CAME BACK. If you haven't read last night's, do that.
Dream 1: Imagine reading a comic book panel by panel. Along the top, you see a girl who works as an RA, or has some sort of job amongst all these people working. I'm not 100% sure if she actually is the exact same person from last night but I want to beliieeeeve! Anyways, I remember her standing on top of a building shouting something, then going to that building and entering from the top where she was. Yeah, it was weird and I don't remember the specifics. Like, I don't remember if we had talked before this moment or how I knew she was perfect for me before this incident. Eventually, she notices me and ducks off into a laundry room. I pop my head in and she jokes about using the PA system and how if we were to do anything it would be broadcast to the whole floor. Yes, this sounds really weird, but believe me, we were in a wonderfully joking manner. AND THEN, she busts into singing The Run and Go. Like, the Twenty One Pilots song. I don't know how she was doing it, but she had the music going on in the background, like, through magic and telekinesis she had a piano and a large mallet and drum playing the music. And we were in the laundry room, dancing, singing, and it turns into a beautiful duet. Like, I ultimately didn't know exactly what she was going for, like, if she didn't quite want us to be in a relationship, or maybe she did. Anyways, it ended and we embraced and kissed and it was wonderfully magical.
Dream 2: Starts off and I'm at work with my work intern colleagues. SOMEHOW, from there, it goes to me being in a gym or something holding a trombone. And there was a marching band playing in there. And I was getting a call from my colleagues on our office communicator thing. I eventually got to answering it, but I had to put a blanket over my head as to block out the music of the band from the call. It was surprisingly effective. Anyways, nothing comes of the call, and I take off the blanket and most of the band is gone. I remember asking a guy what's an appropriate way to set down a trombone, and I end up just sticking it vertically on a chair, the bell working as a stable enough base. From there, Julia S. appears telling me she's ready to go. She was carrying a lot, backpack, sidebag thing, maybe a suitcase too. I grab my things and we head out. We're walking to wherever we were going, talking, having an enjoyable time and then I realize I forgot the trombone. I had to go back and get it, as far as I knew, it wasn't even mine. She said that she'd stay on a bench and wait for me to get back. I said she could keep going and I'd just meet her whenever, but she was nice enough to wait. And I don't exactly remember the specifics on how we got to this, I never actually got around to going back. I think I went to get us drinks, but as I was about to offer one to her, she had presented two wine glasses filled with water. We toasted and I woke up.
Dreams were pretty good. Genuinely unsure if the first dream of this night beat out the one from the night before, they're very close. VERY close.
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