The following is an actual dream included in my dream journal, and does not describe actual facts
Dream of:09 September 2010 (2) "Red Bandana"
I was visiting someone at a cottage (on a high hill) which belonged to someone else, although it seemed as if I had an interest in the cottage. When a girl (about 20 years old) whom I knew walked in, I put my arms around her, pulled her close to me, and put my hand on her cheek. Although I had never been attracted to the girl, I now suddenly found her attractive.
When another girl showed up, I also put my arm around her, so I was holding one girl under one arm and the second girl under the other arm. With my eyes closed, I suddenly fell over on my side onto ground. When I opened my eyes, I saw the two girls, and yet a third girl, lying beside me on the ground, outside the house. Other people were showing up in the yard - it looked as if they were having a party, although it was quiet. People began looking at me lying there with the girls (all three about 20 years old).
I hadn't been to a party in a long time and thought it might be interesting. I might even descend to the bottom of the hill and buy some beer. As I started to rise, the girl on my right asked me if I would take her to the bottom of the hill and get her something to eat. She said something about her father having a little store down there. The store was called "NAS".
I stood up and walked back into the house. I looked into a mirror and saw that I had a red bandana wrapped around my head like pirate. I knew I had long black hair wrapped up under the bandana.
I walked into an adjacent bedroom where two fellows and a girl were sitting, and I asked, "Does anyone have a joint?"
I wanted to smoke some pot. I hadn't had any pot in a while and I thought I would like to buy some. When they looked at me strangely, I said, "I'll pay for it. I'll give five dollars for a joint."
One of the fellows stood up and walked over to a little table with a plastic container sitting on it. When I saw a large clump of pot in the container, I asked him if he would simply sell me "a dime bag". Then I changed and asked if he could sell me a "a twenty bag". He said he would and he started preparing the marijuana for me.
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