The peak of my last dream was me lying down lumped over listening to music from the Revolutionary War and feeling quite stimulated and imagining being rubbed.
Before, I was stuck, at the top of an elevator. I had said wow, up north, I have not been in buildings this high, lately. I was with a thin, like Jewish boy, who was rather slick with a big nose and a sculpted head and figure. Then the elevator was over the building. It felt exciting, like something I'd felt. We went in and I felt good and it went down.
There was a dream before where I was withdrawing from Humanities in high school because I never attended class. Seems like a dream I've had before. Then, in math, I got a 93 but was given an F and not a WF because then it would be getting off dirt cheap. I was thinking of the math teacher rubbing my side, which didn't feel like how I feel right now, like in my other dream being rubbed. She knew and said something.
There was another part to the dream which was a bit daring when I was in a library.
I had a 1st of 3 dreams.
So, with the music, I kept going to pick that one. There was a good one on, like Elayison, and it was turned off. I know that's not how it's spelled. It was kinda bubbly and like with special effects.
so, I was curled up in a ball and having trouble against something. I was being carried by a female and then by a female eating who proceeded to feed me. I imagined her eyes not in a stimulating way crossed and the pupils were kinda tiny. They seemed cut off. There was a part I had to pick a logo and it was something with eyes or a face with a black line down the middle of white, though it seemed colored, like hot pink. I felt like I wasn't being stimulated readily but airily put off, like that was more stimulating.