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I dreamt that I was buying a house. It seemed as if it was almost given to me or that someone cut me a deal on the pricing. It was a home of someone I used to work with (JB). A photographer friend of mine (CE) and JB were helping me move in. One of them put my bicycle on the porch. They were telling me that I should put it away so that it wouldn't get stolen. One of them had given me the bike and I was thinking as soon as they left, I wanted to change the handle bars. The kitchen was yellow and I was thinking of what color I could paint it. It excited me to be able to choose the colors for where I live again. The kitchen appliances had also been given to me by someone else. They were not new, but they were still nice although outdated in color. Then I dreamt I was going on a road trip with my dad. There was a box of silverware and plates in the back of the car. I was looking through it and there were children's silverware in there. I had two chocolate chip cookies and my dad wanted me to microwave his so it would be warm. The microwave was also in the back. I handed him his cookie and then thought it was odd that mine was warm too. Then I realized I had taken his microwaved cookie and given him my cold one. We were parked next to a lake and there was a huge crane or tractor in it. We saw it starting to tip over and then the whole thing submerged in it. No one was going to it or concerned. I was worried at first, but then thought.. if no one is running, then there must not be anyone inside the tractor. It seems they were building a bridge across the lake and there were huge rectangular rocks they were using for the foundation. I looked in the lake and then saw a man float to the top. My heart sank but then he moved and was still alive. Then I was in my friend's (PC) house. It wasn't her real one. A friend of ours was over (BM) and he was telling us about a new project he wanted to work on. It was similar to what he started doing. They were photos of people or women, but it wasn't about the outcome of the photos but about breaking your shell. They would pose in ways or make faces that were out of character to stretch their boundaries. He was really excited about it. He was also fixing a desk area in PC's house. He wanted to make it simple. It was a tiny tiny desk made of glass, metal and mirror. The more he moved it the more it became simple. It had curly metal legs and a box top and another piece that was a box that sat inside. Then I dreamt that I was getting ready for school, but I was late. I was questioning if I should go. I had math first and I knew it already, so it didn't seem important. I was wearing clothes not of my taste... white shoes, long ruffly skirt in denim and a pink and white top that some how all looked good together.