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Ok so I guess I gotta give advice LOL. At least, thats the request I received from a friend of mine, who misses reading about the people I tend to know whose lives are real-life Maury shows LOL. Dont get it twisted, "Staring Into The Camera" is not turning into an advice column, by any means, however, I guess that is a big part of why random people know me, so I've gotta occasionally appease those thirsty for other people's drama LOL. Got an issue? Want an opinion? Holla at ya girl.

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Now... I need help too.

I keep having this same damn dream and its starting to annoy the fuck outta me. Let me back up - its not the same dream, its the same ending of a dream. I will dream about whatever the hell I dream about and then at the end, I always find myself in some big building that looks like a lobby to a bank or office building or something. As Im about to leave, me and whoever Im with realize its 4 or 5 o'clock (cant remember which) and that we are on a street called McArthur or McCarthy (again, cant remember) Park, and on this street, at the same time every day, there is a shootout. We make a run for it and I always end up getting separated from the person/people Im with. On at least two occasions, they wound up shot. Dont know if they died, I kept going. I remember once having one or both of my kids with me and I literally carried them with me. The weirdest part about the whole sequence is that I never finish it. I always wake up in the midst of running and hiding behind columns and dumpsters, trying to get home - or at least outta there LOL. And Im not sure but I think Im always with someone different too.

I have this little bullshit link I go to sometimes when I have a weird dream, and it usually helps me understand it by breaking down the elements of it. It was of absolutely no help today LOL. So Im wondering if anybody out there has any ideas or suggestions about where I should look. Email me if ya do.

Little stuff I've started to put together that may or may not be relevant:

My boss's last name is McCarthy and I (technically) get off work at 5:00.

MacArthur Park is the place on a Philly episode of The Fresh Prince of Bel Air, that was supposed to be dangerous. IDK why that would be relevant, Im just sayin LOL.

Me carrying one of the midgets with me - that's pretty obvious, I think.

Never getting where Im going - that could be literal (Im a procrastinator LOL) - but then again, I just might not be ready to finish the dream yet. I might have to force a finish in order for it to stop. I think I heard that about recurring dreams.

The shootout .... well.... the dream site said when Im being shot at, I feel under fire or some confrontation in my waking life - that I feel I am being victimized in a certain situation. That could be true, of late, with my mama. Did I mention how every time she falls out with somebody, she tells everyone she can possibly tell, trying to get people on her side? Yeah, one of those. Lets say I was a little less than thrilled to have my sister hitting me up from outta state asking me about some shit that only exists in my mother's mind. Damn, how long have I been dreaming this sequence? Its probably been a week, give or take. Hmmmmm......