I dreamt I was living with a group of people. I felt as though I was either the new one there, or that I just never really clicked with anyone else. I understood them, but never felt close to them and they didn't understand me. We had gone shopping and I had bought a large bouquet of red tulips. the woman unpacking them at the kitchen was holding a face that was unapproving of the flowers and that they were hers. I quickly took them and said... no , I bought them. the place and people seemed nice and jovial enough, but I just didn't fit at all.
I left the house to walk in the evening. People were all dressed strangely. It was as if all different eras were mixed up., but it wasn't a costume party. There was a woman in a black and white dress that looked part 17th century, part southern belle. there was a man with a long velvet coat on and knickers, but the knickers were made of denim and laced up the back with a satin ribbon. We were all walking through the streets in the evening in a large intersection at the entrance of the town I grew up in.
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I was going to a big event with my friend (PC). We were driving over what was the I405, but had since flooded and was a river. It seems we were running a bit late. We had been shopping. We were on a vehicle of sorts. It was large and other people were on it. The top was open and it seemed to hover. I was looking for a gift. I wanted a hand. A wooden one that you could pose. It was symbolic of something. I saw other hands that you couldn't move. Those would be fine I thought, but not the same and not worth it. As we reached the event we saw the water in the river.. it was getting higher and higher and moving faster. WE decided to go so we could reach higher ground. We knew tte city was going to be covered in water and it was nearing the end.
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