Dreaming...

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I've started remembering more of my dreams again. I'd say for maybe two or three weeks there, I wasn't remembering my dreams. Last night's was odd. There are parts I don't really remember, but I'll tell you the parts I do. The Dream I walked into walmart (I hardly shop there) and was shopping when I saw a man that I've worked with in the past. I stopped and started to talk to him, but then he saw someone else and when I looked up, I realized I knew that guy too. We ended up going to the back of the store (employee area) where we were talking some more. I can't remember all of the conversations, but we were in this long room that looked like a sparse computer lab. There were three or four computers sitting on long tables and one long table at the back with food on it. They started asking me what I've been doing since I quit, but I had to leave because my groceries were going to spoil. I finished shopping and got on a bicycle to go home. I realized halfway home that I didn't have near enough what I wanted or needed. I pedaled faster and ended up sort of swerving around cars and circled around a few that were getting off the highway. I looked over and realized that it was a police car beside me. I decided I would pedal away even though the light hadn't turned green because I was scared of being arrested. I passed the church closest to my house and there were women outside sitting among a lot of wooden signs. The signs were all propaganda and slander. I pedaled into my neighborhood but went past my road because I was afraid the women were following me. Then I woke up There was a part when I was leaving the store that I can't quite remember. I know I had to go through this gate like at a gated community and the security guard was suspicious of me.