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Samuel Jackson dream
Last night I had a dream, though my sleep was uneasy and unaturaly short. The dream entailed me in a camp-like place somewhere in what I presumed to be a forest. There were many characters in this dream, though only five or so that I remember vividly. It was me, in first person, in this camp with three arrogant, troublemaking teenage girls, who for some reason or another were murderous, and Samuel Jackson. Apparently, I had stolen his acoustic guitar sometime in the night, and a couple people had seen me. We had a discussion where Samuel had told me that he had known all along, and im guessing the conversation began with me saying something along the lines of, “Samuel, I stole your guitar.” He knew but he was forgiving. I’m pretty sure I saw the video for “snakes on a plane” last night just before I went to bed, which could explain the odd appearance of Samuel Jackson in my dream.
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