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Another weird dream. I was warden in a prison camp. But there was nobody but a few goats and other guards. All men because fuck me. I felt I was more like a prisoner myself. I knew I had to work there a few more weeks before I could go home so I was counting time. It was boring. At least the scenery was nice. The camp was in a Central Asian mountain landscape, green treeless pastures and snow capped mountains. Very beautiful, but very lonely. The other few guards just stood there like NPCs doing nothing. There was one friend from kindergarten, now my age, who spent his time sleeping in his room. Suddenly I was tupper and told him you know me, I want to be outside in the sun, not indoors. So I wandered around outside. It was one of those fenceless prison camps in the middle of nowhere. You could leave any time, just to die in the endless mountain wilderness.
I decided to do something useful and made a list of things I need to do when I get home. I suddenly remembered I had bought a piece of land near my home and had not been there in years. This is actually a recurring dream. I suddenly remember I have a house, garden or other facility I totally forgot about and had not visited in months to years. Once it was a cellar full of aquariums (the fish were still alive), once several greenhouses, an abandoned factory or an attic full of interesting stuff. But this plot of land was eerily realistic. I had seen it in several dreams. No idea where the brain got this from but I actually had to sit down and think if I actually had bought and forgotten something like that until Alice popped up to dismiss the idea as insane.