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Date: 4/1/2016

I heard my back doorbell and went to go answer it and saw my dad, but I immediately realized that it was a dream because my dad wouldn't be at my house in the middle of a work day. So I said to him, "this is a dream!" And he just kind of looked at me and picked me up from the ledge of the door because the stairs were gone. I almost felt like I floated for a second. I kept telling myself that this was a dream, so cool! What could I do? I felt like I kept waking myself up and then going straight back to the dream. And at times had consciousness in both states at the same time. Then, I was sitting at my dining room table with Josh, Dad and Dave and just kept telling them all that this was a dream, all in my imagination. I literally explained that I was actually laying in bed at home, sick from work. I don't remember getting any kind of reaction from anyone. But it felt so cool! I honestly didn't even know what to do.