Dreams.

I had a lot of dreams, and I even remember many of them, but I don't want to and won't write them all down. I'll just describe one, or rather, two parts of it. The first part was silly and absurd, but the second one I liked for some reason. So, I was walking somewhere in a city, and suddenly I noticed that my bag, which I had been carrying, was gone. I walked around the places I had been, but I couldn't find it. Disappointed, I went somewhere else and suddenly saw my bag tied to a lamppost. There was also some kind of blue jacket lying nearby. I took the bag and, for some reason, put on the jacket, even though it wasn't mine (it was actually a woman's jacket). I started walking somewhere, but a red-haired girl caught up with me and claimed the jacket was hers. I started taking it off, but suddenly my pants started falling down, along with my jeans. I said that I would deal with the problem and return the clothes to her. In my hands, I suddenly had my wristwatch and some other item of mine. It was uncomfortable for me to "deal with the problem," so I gave these items to the girl to hold. Meanwhile, she got into a car (I somehow knew that her parents were inside). It was a red car without a roof. So, I gave her the jacket, she gave me back the watch, but she didn't return the other item and smiled slyly. The car started moving, and I ran after it and even jumped in. At first, I just asked the girl to give me back my item, but then I started choking her. But she still didn't return it. And her parents didn't even notice that I was in the car. So, we drove to a bridge over a lake or river, I don't know. I was angry, and I had the idea to kill the girl. I somehow threw her and myself out of the car into the water. It was quite deep. I had one thought: to drown her, even if I drowned myself. And we did drown! I don't know what happened to my instinct for self-preservation. She somehow disappeared, and I lay dead on the bottom, thinking. And I was thinking about something trivial. The essence of it was that I would rule and have power, and she would be my faithful slave. I don't know how a drowned man can rule. In the dream, it was pleasant to lie dead on the bottom and to realize that I was a drowned man. But for some reason, I thought that I needed to get out. I swam to the surface and somehow climbed onto the bridge. There were two policemen standing there, but they didn't seem to care that I had just climbed out of the water and looked like a drowned man. They even knew that I had drowned, and said that I had been lying there for four days (I thought that it had been much less time). I told them that I had been sleeping, as if in a coma (although now I would use the word "napping," but not "sleeping" or "in a coma"). I also told them that there should be the body of the red-haired girl there. (By the way, it's strange that our bodies weren't found after four days. Maybe the parents didn't notice the new passenger in the car, so they didn't notice when the passengers were thrown out of it.)

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I had a rather funny dream. I was walking down the street, and I went into some kind of courtyard and saw a crowd of flying toys, mostly made of Lego or some other construction set. There were airplanes, paratrooper soldiers, trains, and huge insects (although there was only one fly and a spider). In the middle of all this, there were many flies flying around. The trick was that some people had somehow attached toys to the flies and let them fly. And they didn't fall; they flew. I was especially amused by the fly to which they had attached a giant fly