7.18.2011
On a Mission
I was on a trip to outer space. While listening to music I didn't realize we had taken off, and when i did I was scared of dying. I kept calm until eventually the dream shifted elsewhere. I was with in a subway station in NY or Mexico City with my dad. We had an idea where we were but unsure of our next stop. As we stood trying to figure it out, I sensed a boy pick pocketing me. I struggled briefly with him and he seemed amused. I lost him in a crowd and found myself wandering alone unlit city streets. I found a stadium and sat next to someone familiar with me, but couldn't remember who it was. I picked up the binoculars and found Robin from how I met your mother. She was a familiar face. Don't know who or what we were waiting to see.
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