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Last night's dream involved me having receivced two cars as a gift. One was some really slick new car like a black Ford Probe GT, and the other was like a classic (dark blue) Mercedes...the old boxy kind. I was hanging out with some girl, and was about to get in the Mercedes and go for a drive. I noticed that the front seat was a bench seat like in a truck cab.

As I stood by the car, I noticed two men breaking into cars that were parked in the grassy lot behind the neighbor's house and I heard the sound of glass breaking. I was worried about them seeing me and coming after me and I was having a hard time getting the key in the lock. I finally got it unlocked, but immediately closed the door and re-locked it. I walked off to tell Uncle Larry about what was going on.

The front door was locked, so I banged on the door, and the girl that was with me rang the doorbell to wake him up. He answered the door and asked us what was going on. We told him, and he called the cops.

There was a crowd gathering out back by the time we returned to the other side of the house. My uncle was there and was saying (to someone next to him) what he would have done if he had personally caught the men breaking into cars. He was saying something about "teaching them a lesson," or something. He also said something about the dog(?) getting its sleep interrupted.

The girl and I left in the Mercedes and decided to pull over down the road for some reason. I had trouble finding a good place to park, but eventually did get to park. We were in this grassy area (this whole dream took place in a semi-rural area) and there were huge ladybugs swimming in a deep flood puddle. I was so shocked by them (they were the size of two softballs put together).

The girl and I walked along the edge of the highway, and I told her to look out for cars. We stopped and looked at a map. The place where the cars were being broken into was listed on the map as "NRA Campground."

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I had been out somewhere with my girlfriend and later met up somewhere with my parents. We were in the car driving down a busy store- and building-lined street. There were crowds of people on the sidewalks, and a bunch of people running along-side the cars in the street, yelling things. Joking around, I rolled down the window and yelled at them. I yelled something to the effect of, "Get out of the street you idiots!"

The farther we drove, the more the crowd got to the point where the streets were too crowded to drive. The crowd was in a state of serious tension, and we left our car and began to walk in order to get through the crowd. Someone yelled something, and and the situation turned into complete chaos. The crowd grew even more frenzied.

When we got back to our house, I asked someone what going on and why everyone was so upset. Someone showed me a newspaper which revealed that the president had received a mysterious envelope on his desk that contained three small sculpted iron fists. The iron fists symbolized three missles that were of such great power, their potential for destruction was not even fully known. These missles were possessed by Saddam Hussein, who had sent the envelope to warn the president that the missles were to be launched at the United States either on that day or very soon. The newspaper said it could have been a prank, but that it was most likely legitimate. All the people seemed to believe that it was real. The three missles were capable of destroying the entire U.S. It was said to be essentially the end of the world.

I began packing food and all the supplies I could fit in various backpacks and duffle bags. I planned on leaving with my parents in my dad's truck and we could go wherever we needed (outside of the city) to live in the back of his truck (which had a camper shell at the time). I was in the process of packing frantically when the dream ended.

The entire dream seemed intensely real at the time, and I felt a sense of impending doom through the entire thing.

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I was with a bunch of people, including some friends, at some kind of swap meet (indoor?). We were hanging out by a picnic table covered with all kinds of jerky that someone in our group had made... all kinds... weird textures, colors, shapes, etc. I suggested that the person who made it should set up a table at the swap meet and sell it.

I was getting ready to leave and I saw a guy separating a massive amount of worms (and other bugs?). He was taking them off a cart and putting them in to buckets. I started to talk with him. I told him that I thought what he did was cool and when I was a little kid, I had wanted to do that for a living when I "grew up."

A girl from our group of friends came and got me along with her little sister (which may have also been Jennifer Coleman). We went to the parking lot, and when we were about to get in the car, her sister/Jennifer told me that when we got home I couldn't record music because she wanted to watch TV. I told her I didn't care. I was backing my car out of a parking space and David Coleman (Jennifer's brother) was in a car next to me with a friend of his. He backed out along with me, almost synchronized with me. His vehicle was some kind of "Cadillac truck." He almost backed into me, and someone almost backed into him. Aprroximately two to three cars were drifting/hovering/floating/gliding toward us (and toward each other) in the parking lot. I kept backing away from them and I thought they would finally stop. They didn't stop.

Julie Underwood (a friend from high school) was in one of the cars. She thought the whole situation was funny and was laughing about it, really loud. The whole scene finally stopped (did we crash?), and I got out of the car and became angry. We were no longer in the swap meet parking lot, but rather the parking lot outside the AbCo and K-Mart at 32nd Street and Cactus. I yelled something to the effect of, "Don't you know how to drive? Damn!" The girl who was with me (who I was interested in) told me I was a jerk and ordered me to help her get up into the cab of some monster truck.

I blew her off and started getting in a "cage" that was in front of the AbCo supermarket (Was it an elevator? Was I getting arrested?). The girl said, "Well, at least now I know that you won't beat me," and then added, "Well, not that you do." She still managed to make me look bad in front of the small crowd that had gathered in front of the AbCo. I was annoyed and I started closing the door to my own cage. She walked over to the door, and I thought she was going to get me out or ask me to come out, so I took my time closing the door. She didn't do what I thought, though. This is all I can recall.

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