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It's all a dream.
The earliest part of the dream that I can remember is my self... being in a town, or city of sorts... one with aa lot of foliage and a large waterfall in front of me. I was standing a couple steps from a t-shaped intersection at the street, sidewalk, something... that branched off from the long walkway. I was on the base of the T-shaped intersection. It was all very colorful, with a waterfall stories tall, splashing down past the intersection. It's as though the intersection was above actual ground. The entire place looked somewhat like a rain forest, only in a more futuristic time/setting. The paths were stone, almost as if the people were trying to recreate the look and feel of the past.
I was running from some people. I don't know why, for what reason I was running, but it felt as though I was running out of fear of being caught for something I did not do. This chase started at the intersection where my dream began. I ended up running into a small and dusty, dimly lit room that was in an L-shape. I entered through a door that was placed on the upper part of the base of the L where it bent right and back, so I was entering it from the "top" if I were on top of the L. It somewhat seemed like a maintenance room or possibly a cheap shack that wasn't very often used. It had enough light coming through the slightly opened wooden blinds to be able to see what was around. There were things that were covered in linen sheets that were in turn covered by dust and dirt, though more likely dirt. It had an orange-peach color to it.
I didn't have enough time to really look at all of it, though I remember the image vividly in my mind still and am able to describe it well enough. I ran into that room, and subsequently proceeded to look for a way to get out that wasn't through the door that I came in. I saw a vent, and thought that I might be able to fit through, so I took out the covering and slid in, putting the cover back on as I made my way through what I thought was a vent, but wasn't. It was a ladder going down, connecting to a staircase that went downward. Now, this is an odd part, because on the way down the ladder (which seemed to be made out of bamboo and tied with something like fiber from a plant or something) I found a case none too different than the disc cases for ps2 games, that looked like a dance dance revolution max game. The case was weathered and worn. The cover looked almost like it was printed on a piece of paper with a low quality setting.
I walked down the solid sandstone spiral staircase into an area not too much bigger than my self. I could move around well enough if I was on my two hands and knees. The place I was now in, had a window with a linen pulldown blind that gave the dirt room a yellowish tint. It looked like something a hobbit would live in, an oblong spherical space, though the doors were square. Even though my shoulders and head were almost hitting the ceiling, and I was much bigger than the door, I somehow squoze in through it and went up a burrowed tunnel into the linoleum covered kitchen floor of my friend Russ. When I poked my head out of the hole, I happened to see T.J., Russ's brother and friend of mine. We had a brief conversation while the dog moved in the background, and that was that. I was woken up by my Mother.
This dream was quite a while ago, and I just happened to find it while cleaning up my desktop. Maybe you guys can help me find out what the hell any of this means....if anything.
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