splitting paths

I dreamt I was in a room in a tree. It was a large tree, but still small for a body, as in I couldn't budge. I was feeling claustrophobic and feeling an anxiety type attack coming on. Then I saw a little dwarf guy. He wasn't so little, a bit pudgy, bald on top and older fella, but he could zip right through the tree and I felt better just watching him being able to get about. 

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I dreamt I had a date with a guy. I was excited because I really thought he was sweet and handsome. He was taller than me, dark hair, a bit more round than svelte. He picked me up and had flowers, I think I was a little nervous because it was such an official date date. There was some sort of night time festival going on and we were going there to get a bite to eat. He asked if I wanted a beer. I really didn't. I hadn't eaten all day and I knew it would go straight to my head... but I also didn't want to appear like a no-fun type, so I said yes. Then I woke up in bed. My clothes were still on, but my button down was above my sweater instead of the other way around. I put my hands over my face worried about what I might have done the night before since I had blanked out from getting the beer until now. I got up to assess the damage and my roommates were up. It was about 9 a.m. and they said he was still downstairs asleep on the couch. I felt a little better. I went down to talk to him and he had to get to work. I had some place to go too, so we both walked for a bit in the city. There was some sort of construction going on and I had to make sure my bike made it over some grooves in the road. He had to split off and I went on. I had to get off my bike to get over an especially high curve. It had rusty wires and things up there, so I was trying to be careful of my tires. There were two nicely dressed men on the other side of the curb and they had a little girl with them. I told them to be careful of the rusty wires. I must have set my bike down on the other side of the curb as I talked to them, and lost track after because I kept on walking. Then I realized I had forgotten my bike and one of the men stole it. I was so upset. I had just sanded the bike down and painted it and I really didn't have money for another bike. I chased after him.

I dreamt I was in space. This was a normal thing as we all were in space. A group of us were returning from a mission. I think it felt good to be part of this group. We had succeeded at something and we were good fun people. Some of us split off before the return because they were due to join another team. I wasn't so happy about it, but I knew we had something else to look forward to. We docked at the main station and I had to get to a control device. I was in charge of deploying ships, ordering them on what to do and so on. I didn't feel like I was doing a good job. I wasn't familiar with the software I was using (it was all software based and not voice). I did deploy some first aid to some folks though and that seemed to work out all right. I left the control station and went to see how the people who had been hurt were doing. One blond woman was smiling, glad that she was ok. She had red marks all over her face, but it was going to heal. Then there was an alarm for another guy. He was the big fella on the show Weeds, Marvin. He was in a ship and felt like something was wrong. I knew bees were going to fly out of him. I ordered people to run and help, but they didn't seem to be either taking me seriously or going fast enough. A man was on his way in a space suit, when he saw the bees come out of his mouth, he put on an emergency bubble on. It was a clear bubble that would encompass him about a foot or two out in every direction. It was too late and the man's ship filled with bees.