This is a collection of dreams I have had relatively recently, but before I had made the decision to create this journal. as a result I fail to remember the exact dates I had any of these. However, that does not rule them out as useful and I will provide them nonetheless. The first one out of all of them starts is here.

I am in Faner Hall, a large building on my campus that resembles a prison. (Not a suprise considering it was built by a prison engineer.) My ex's friend is there, he lives in the building. His apartemnt in the building is one large room, and it is furnished with gym mats and a basketball hoop, save for one bedroom with a bed in it. My ex, his friend, and I are all discussing something. Then two men that I do not see fully enter the room and carry my ex and his friend away. I see in the hallway my old POLISCI T.A. I run to him and tell him what happened but he is oddly calm about the whole thing. He walks into the bedroom and lays on the bed and I plea with him to do something about the two men. He calmly tells me that they are being killed as we speak and that soon the two men will come in and hold me down as he slices me to pieces. I ask him how he can be so inhuman when I had always known him to be a pretty nice guy. He simply says that these things have to happen. In immense anger I knock him off the bed and straddle his body, pressing my thumbs into his trachea, choking him. I was expecting a good deal of struggle but he succumbed relatively easily. His neck was soft and fat, and it took a great deal of time to actually kill him. I remember being suprised at the amount of time it took.