Dreams Journal 2/5/19 - Late Night Swim

Good morning Steemians! Hope everyone's been ok! I've had a crazy year already between computers melting, cars breaking, pipes freezing & work working so taking a couple weeks off was inevitable. Some more binge watching on netflix happened with lots of laziness and two crypto mentions that I'll be writing about hopefully today. As I've said before, there's just not enough time in the day! Working out makes me tired, not working out makes me lazy and then suddenly it's been two weeks since I posted. Haven't been able to remember many dreams either, but I woke up this morning with a good one!

Late Night Swim

I had my backpack and it had everything I needed although I wasn't sure what I was doing or where I was headed. It wasn't until I got to a large pool that I realized I was going for a late night swim. To my surprise there was a lot of people who had the same idea. A late night swim at 3 am.

Part of me was frustrated because I was hoping to have the pool to myself. I ended up jumping in anyways and when I did I pretty much landed on someone else. It was a younger girl and she got all creeped out so I quickly apologized.

"Sorry Sorry!! I didn't see you there before I jumped in!"

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A moment later I realized I still had my backpack on. It had some clothes, a bottle of cologne and my money. I didn't want my stuff to get wet so I quickly took my bag off and tossed it just over the edge of the pool. It landed in a small ditch and there were other bags and peoples belongings in it.

People were everywhere and I started to feel like someone would try to steal my bag so I got out of the pool and grabbed my bag. "So much for a private swim", I thought. I walked over to my car which wasn't too far away. It was a blue 1993 ford escort station wagon.

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I got in the passengers seat and closed the door and tossed my bag in the backseat. As I turned and did that, I noticed a couple of guys walking up to my car through the rear window. My drivers door was open and it looked like they were approaching the car. He told his friend "Hey check it out we should steal that car!" as he walked up to the back and slapped the back window with his hand.

I quickly jumped out of the passengers seat and stood up. "Hey! Get the fuck away from my car!" I yelled at them.

They hadn't noticed I was in the car.

"Hey man, we're just playin" one of them said.

"I don't care! Get away!" I responded. One of them proceeded to the drivers seat and sat down. He looked over at his buddy and said, "hey check this out!" He turned the key. He didn't turn it all the way though cause his friend wasn't paying attention. He let go of the ignition to get his friends attention so I quickly jumped in the passengers seat and grabbed the keys out of the ignition.

Once he had his friends attention he proceeded to turn my car on and succeeded even though I had already taken the keys out. He then put it in neutral snatched $5 I had in the console and jumped out. I started rolling downhill toward the pool and I quickly tried to hit the brakes. The car was rolling towards a small outhouse or something and I was hoping to stop in time. My car crashed into the outhouse but no damage was done. I had stopped just in time.

I got out and ran towards where they went to chase them down and saw them going through a set of doors. By the time I got to the door it had already closed. I tried to open it but it was locked.

I looked through the window on the door and there was what looked like a teacher at his desk. This was a classroom and class had apparently just started. "They're just dumb kids" I said myself. I was annoyed so I started banging on the door.

"You're late so you'll need a hallpass!" said the teacher as he approached the door.

"Open up! Two of your students stole $5 from me and i want it back!"

One of the kids approached me and I balled up my fist and went in for the punch in the face. The teacher yelled out "Stop!" So I stopped my punch mid swing. I looked at him with a face of confusion.

"You dont want to do that" he said.

"Yeah I know, I don't want to get into trouble but they deserve it!" I yelled back. Realizing they were just kids I was hesitating, but I still wanted to hurt them. I was holding on to him by the collar of his shirt at this point and he was trying to get away. He raised his hand and threatened to punch me.

"Go for it so you can get written up!" I said.

He punched me a few times but I felt nothing. The teacher was already writing him up at his desk. The student was still trying to fight me as I dodged a few more of his punches and then shoulder flipped him into the wall because he wouldn't stop.

I stood over him and was about to stomp his skull into the ground but the teacher stopped me again.

I didn't want to get into trouble so I stopped myself from smashing his head but I still bonked him with my foot. I didn't have shoes on now and as the teacher glared at me I began to pat him on the head with my foot. "I didn't hit him!"

Weird I know!

The kid looked up and smiled and this pissed me off a little. Like he knew what he was getting away with it so I picked him up and threw him across the room like it was nothing. I didn't mean to throw him so hard and said "Well I guess us concrete guys don't know our own strength so maybe you shouldn't fuck with someone cause he might be a concrete guy!" I was feeling stronger than a bear.

Thoughts

I don't know what to make of this, but there's always someone trying to mess with me or my car in my dreams. At least this time it wasn't a group of thugs, but a couple of high school jocks. The end is more or less how I feel on a physical level after all the hard work I did last summer and it all started with 100 days of exercise. It's not just heavy lifting when it comes to working in the concrete business. It's sustained lifting and carrying. Its non-stop. Even when setting concrete chairs under the rebar grid it's non-stop squatting until I'm done. There's no time to rep count or even stop at 100. This has given me tremendous stamina, which is important. When i started the job i couldn't do 50 leg raises in one go. I had to stop at 25 and take a quick breather. Now getting to 50 is doable due to the increased stamina. Seriously though...don't mess with a concrete guy unless you want to get folded up like a pretzel. I'm not saying I'm there...yet...but if i keep it up, I will be, and the guys I'm working with are some strong mofo's I wouldn't want to mess with.

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Dream Log

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| 1/3/19 | 1/17/19 | 1/18/19 |

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Dreams for 2018 and beyond

How to Remember Your Dreams

It is good practice to have a dream journal next to your bed if you want to remember them. That's right. Good ol' fashion pen and paper. [Okay, a laptop or your favorite hand-held device can work too] This way, the second you get up, you take 5 minutes to write down as much as you can remember before you start to forget. Spend some time re-reading, even throughout the day, and you might even start to remember small bits and pieces for you to add. If you keep this practice consistent, you will soon begin to start remembering your dreams with more detail, effectively able to write down what you dreamed.

Just remember, all it takes is 10 minutes to forget your dream. You must perform this exercise during your first 10 minutes of waking up.

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