Some fragments:
1. Making out with someone on a mattress on the floor. Several other people were in the room. When I snapped out of my daze I found myself sitting near the door with a white pillow covering my body. Lucia (a tiny lady who was on the brink of death when I worked at the nursing home) was there; she was slowly waddling toward the door. She was the grandmother of the person I was kissing before. She smiled gently at me and said something to me in Spanish before putting on her shawl and leaving. Someone nearby translated for me; she had said something along the lines of "You have bad taste in men." (Referring to her own son/grandson.)
Shortly after this, I had a premonition of a car wreck involving two girls and a young woman. One was the woman's daughter. I saw them crossing the street, then a truck suddenly hitting one and killing them. I knew these girls in the dream, and I tried to warn everyone, but they seemed to not hear me, and continued along their usual route anyway. I followed them, and as they crossed the street, a seafoam-green truck hit the girl in the middle and killed her instantly. Just as I expected.
2.) I am in some spectral, non-physical form. I'm shifting between states and traveling here and there. I find myself sitting behind someone-- a young man. He doesn't know I'm there. He's watching a Brand New music video on Youtube. It's unfamiliar to me. I remember the colors being mostly black and green, but I don't remember what the song sounded like. I listened and then flew out his window and left.
And, as usual, Edith Piaf and Eric Andre made an appearance somewhere but I don't remember what their role was.
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