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  <description>&lt;p&gt;A collection of dreams as told by dreamers.&lt;/p&gt;
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   <title>Being Watched</title>
   <description>&lt;p&gt;I had such a creepy dream last night. I was at my house and walked into my room. It was late at night and I was there alone. I noticed some letters scribbled on my window in the condensation. I could only&amp;nbsp;see the last 4 letters of the word though, ...SISE. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I go to get a closer look and pull the curtain to the side. I saw something up against the window screen and went to touch it, realizing it was someone&amp;#39;s face only when that someone took off running. &lt;/p&gt;</description>
   <link>http://stpeteblog.com/4_dreams/archive/463_being_watched.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jun 2007 10:05:31 -0300</pubDate>   
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   <title>Welcome</title>
   <description>&lt;p&gt;Welcome to the dream blog. If you would like to submit a dream, &lt;a href=&quot;http://stpeteblog.com/index.php?op=submissionForm&amp;amp;blogId=4&quot; target=&quot;_self&quot; title=&quot;Submit a Dream&quot;&gt;click here.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For more information, &lt;a href=&quot;http://stpeteblog.com/4_dreams/categories/21_info.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; title=&quot;Blog Info&quot;&gt;click here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
   <link>http://stpeteblog.com/4_dreams/archive/215_welcome.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 11 Apr 2007 17:47:19 -0300</pubDate>   
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   <title>In The Dark in L.A.</title>
   <description>&lt;p&gt;I dreamt that I was living in L.A. and that the power went out in my apartment. The view outside my window was awesome. Since I had no electricity for light, the only illumination in my house was coming from large windows that I had. It was kind of dreary outside though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://stpeteblog.com/resserver.php?blogId=4&amp;amp;resource=163_08_ViewFromHill.jpg&quot; border=&quot;5&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; height=&quot;128&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
   <link>http://stpeteblog.com/4_dreams/archive/451_in_the_dark_in_la.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 05 Apr 2007 12:39:22 -0300</pubDate>   
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   <title>Bad Driving</title>
   <description>&lt;p&gt;I had a nightmare that I was driving a car up some kind of winding, hilly road. I was in the left lane, going around a bend that curved to the right. I wasn&#039;t driving particularly fast, but I was very drowsy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It must have been fall or winter, because it was cold, the trees were bare, and the road was wet. I started grinding on the guardrail on the left side of the car and then it gave way. The rear end of the car turned out over the cliff and instead of flipping the car, the whole thing started falling down. There was a road below, but not that far. The car fell slowly, almost floating, I had a moment to be horrified for myself and my two passengers. Then, of course, I woke up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
   <link>http://stpeteblog.com/4_dreams/archive/436_bad_driving.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 19 Sep 2006 10:07:30 -0300</pubDate>   
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   <title>Birthday</title>
   <description>&lt;p&gt;I was having a birthday and a party was being thrown to celebrate. Unfortunately, the cake had the wrong year on it. It said 22.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The cake was taken away and brought back out again with a different year on it. This time it was older than I was turning...&lt;/p&gt;</description>
   <link>http://stpeteblog.com/4_dreams/archive/427_birthday.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 16 Aug 2006 11:06:26 -0300</pubDate>   
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   <title>The House</title>
   <description>&lt;p&gt;I often dream of a house. Always the same house, but dreams take place in different parts of the house. Sometimes in the attic, sometimes in the yard. Sometimes a lot of people are in the house,&amp;nbsp;but sometimes it&#039;s just me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It&#039;s an old house, with run down siding, and large rooms. A strange part about the house is that there are secret rooms. In the front of the house, under the stairs, there is a small hidden door. The door leads to one or two small rooms that had no windows. They were furnished, though it never occured to me how the furniture got in the rooms. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The rooms always seemed like they were forgotten. Whenever I dream of the house, the rooms were always there, I might not visit them, or even think about them in my dream, but I know they are there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I dreamt last night that I was standing in the yard, which was by a body of water, a lake or river, looking at the front of the house. I saw that the rooms were no longer secret rooms, they were now right inside the main entrance, completely visible from the yard, and refurnished with new items. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I noticed that the yard looked well-manicured, and the house looked like it had been painted, or restored, it looked good from where I was standing. In the past the outside has been decrepit and falling apart at times.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
   <link>http://stpeteblog.com/4_dreams/archive/406_the_house.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 10 Jul 2006 15:36:44 -0300</pubDate>   
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   <title>The Bathroom</title>
   <description>&lt;p&gt;My house has recently been remodeled, the downstairs bathroom and kitchen. We also have a new laundry room. In my dream, I walked into the bathroom. It was like it was before, from the size and shape, to the old, dirty, green wooden floors. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I thought to myself, this isn&#039;t right. This room should be a lot bigger, with new fixtures, fresh paint, new tile... I felt the wall, as if it wasn&#039;t real, as if I could put my hand through it... It was solid. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I closed my eyes and told myself that when I opened my eyes back up, the room would be back to how it should be. It wasn&#039;t. &lt;/p&gt;</description>
   <link>http://stpeteblog.com/4_dreams/archive/403_the_bathroom.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 26 Jun 2006 17:45:25 -0300</pubDate>   
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   <title>tangled webs</title>
   <description>&lt;p&gt;I dreamt that I was on a vacation. Nowhere in particular, but I was outside sleeping for part of the dream. Then I was walking with my Aunt Mary. We were in New York, which is where she lives in real life. Though I&#039;ve never been there, I knew where I was going. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I remember her being surprised that I knew my way around, and I quipped that it was my third time visiting. It did seem strangely familiar though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we were walking down stone stairs into some sort of tunnel that ran beneath buildings. There were other people walking through there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Suddenly I grabbed her to keep her from walking into a giant spider web that covered the entire path.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Previously in the dream, I had picked up some flowering branches from a bush. I still had them in my hand, and they became an old-fashioned broom when I tried to push the webs out of the way. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Instead of breaking, the web bounced back like it was made of rubber. It took a considerable amount of force to finally break it and start to sweep it up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mary ran to the other side and waited for me as I cleaned up the spider webs, which wasn&#039;t easy, they were so thick and sticky. I was in the process of doing this when I saw the giant fist-sized spider to the side, and that&#039;s when I woke up.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
   <link>http://stpeteblog.com/4_dreams/archive/384_tangled_webs.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 22 May 2006 10:15:52 -0300</pubDate>   
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   <title>A Message</title>
   <description>I dreamt that I woke up to a sheet of paper taped to my door, a note. I knew who it was from in the dream. I woke up in actuality and had a mobile alert of an email from the person who wrote to me in the dream...</description>
   <link>http://stpeteblog.com/4_dreams/archive/379_a_message.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 15 May 2006 17:49:55 -0300</pubDate>   
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   <title>Home of the Gnomes</title>
   <description>Okay, I was in this gnome garden thing complete with a cute house and frontyard. The &amp;quot;gnomes&amp;quot; were having this backyard summer party. I was in a shadowy part of the frontyard, then I realized that this was a dream. I got really excited (I read about lucid dreaming before) and I took one step forward and it was great I could feel/smell the dewy grass and everything, then I woke up. :(</description>
   <link>http://stpeteblog.com/4_dreams/archive/369_home_of_the_gnomes.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 22 Apr 2006 18:02:55 -0300</pubDate>   
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