September 11
Last night was very disjointed. It started put with some dream about running through snow and being almost hit on the head by a giant animal. Then, I was at a school, and was looking at the man who made the popcorn fill his butter machine. I looked in the mirror and saw my reflection. I was with 2 other people, and their reflections didn't show them, but a person who was inside of them. Mine, however only showed me, and I was confused. Later, I was explaining it to my mom, and she thought it meant I had come back with the most difficult extra person. (I assumed she meant back from the snow area.) in my dream, I had a fuzzy understanding that everyone else's extra selves were temporary, but mine was very permanent. It was scary at the time.
There was also a confusing part where I told some group of people I was gay, but then took it back. The crowd then turned into highschool students, and we were all running around in random classrooms, and talking about terrible t.v shows.
Then some strange things about Harry Potter capes happened, but I can't remember very much.
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