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		<title>There is a bird in a cage. It can reach &#8230;</title>
		<link>http://dreamfeedr.com/2009/07/there-is-a-bird-in-a-cage-it-can-reach/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 24 Jul 2009 18:28:15 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Adrian3</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[There is a bird in a cage. It can reach its head out of the bars far enough to peck away at the wood of the door. After year&#8217;s of pecking it has finally broken through the wood and is free to escape. As the bird leaves it&#8217;s cage it realizes that it no longer [...]]]></description>
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<p>There is another cage with a mouse in it. One side of the cage has no bars, just a ledge. The mouse can&#8217;t see how far below the ground is and is afraid to jump. After year&#8217;s of living in fear of making the leap of faith the mouse dies in its cage.</p>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I am on an elevator going down. We hear &#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Jul 2009 05:31:13 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Adrian3</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am on an elevator going down. We hear a strange sound when we go past the first floor. We realize that the elevator cord has broken and we are free falling. The elevator hits the ground but none of us are hurt.]]></description>
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		<title>I am visiting College with my parents. T&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Jul 2009 05:54:32 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Adrian3</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[art]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am visiting College with my parents. There are two art shows going on. I see my brother-in-law at the door as well as Professor Bockelman. I decide that I never truly thanked Bockelman for being such an influence on me and decide to write him a letter.]]></description>
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		<title>The doorbell upstairs rings but I don&#8217;t&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://dreamfeedr.com/2009/06/the-doorbell-upstairs-rings-but-i-dont/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 21 Jun 2009 21:02:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Adrian3</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The doorbell upstairs rings but I don&#8217;t go to answer it. I hear the door open. I look up the stairs and see a boy in our house. I go up the stairs and confront him. He has something in his mouth and in his hand. I ask him his name but he won&#8217;t tell [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The doorbell upstairs rings but I don&#8217;t go to answer it. I hear the door open. I look up the stairs and see a boy in our house. I go up the stairs and confront him. He has something in his mouth and in his hand. I ask him his name but he won&#8217;t tell me. I won&#8217;t let him leave and get very angry with him. I finally let him go and watch to see which house he goes into. Then I go to the house and tell his mother what has happened.</p>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I am interviewing at an ad agency in Den&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Jun 2009 14:07:44 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Adrian3</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[crowd]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am interviewing at an ad agency in Denver called E2. The man interviewing me says that if I am hired I will have to stand on stage in front of the whole company and interact with them. I leave with a box of E2 business cards but they don&#8217;t have my name on them. [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am interviewing at an ad agency in Denver called E2. The man interviewing me says that if I am hired I will have to stand on stage in front of the whole company and interact with them. I leave with a box of E2 business cards but they don&#8217;t have my name on them. Betsy calls later that day to tell me if I got the job. I am happy but unsure if I actually want to work there.</p>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I am taking apart my son&#8217;s brain. I put&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://dreamfeedr.com/2009/05/i-am-taking-apart-my-sons-brain-i-put/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 30 May 2009 20:40:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Adrian3</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am taking apart my son&#8217;s brain. I put it together and am not sure if I am connecting the eyeballs correctly. I get them in and when he awakes he says that he can&#8217;t see. He is blind. I tell him I must have put his eyes in wrong. I feel terrible, but he [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am taking apart my son&#8217;s brain. I put it together and am not sure if I am connecting the eyeballs correctly. I get them in and when he awakes he says that he can&#8217;t see. He is blind. I tell him I must have put his eyes in wrong. I feel terrible, but he says, &#8220;It&#8217;s okay, daddy. I will be alright.&#8221; I go to my wife and tell her that I have made a terrible mistake. I am crying as I think about how I have permanently blinded my son by messing with his brain.</p>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I am late for work at the local grocery &#8230;</title>
		<link>http://dreamfeedr.com/2009/05/i-am-late-for-work-at-the-local-grocery/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 22 May 2009 05:16:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Adrian3</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[grocery store]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am late for work at the local grocery store, Schnucks, where I worked in high school. I work there in the summers and I realize that I haven&#8217;t been punching the time clock. They aren&#8217;t going to be able to pay me for the time I have worked. I get to the room where [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am late for work at the local grocery store, Schnucks, where I worked in high school. I work there in the summers and I realize that I haven&#8217;t been punching the time clock. They aren&#8217;t going to be able to pay me for the time I have worked. I get to the room where the schedules are posted and I don&#8217;t see my name on the chart. I worry that I have been fired. I go to the ladies at the front and they tell me that I will have to talk to Hal, the manager.</p>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I hear a rumor that the US has captured &#8230;</title>
		<link>http://dreamfeedr.com/2009/05/i-hear-a-rumor-that-the-us-has-captured/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 22 May 2009 05:11:51 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Adrian3</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I hear a rumor that the US has captured Saddam Hussein. I turn on the TV to see if I can find the story on the news. All I can find is really violent war footage showing soldiers getting stabbed and killed. The army is the Nazi&#8217;s. They are all killed except for one Soldier [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I hear a rumor that the US has captured Saddam Hussein. I turn on the TV to see if I can find the story on the news. All I can find is really violent war footage showing soldiers getting stabbed and killed. The army is the Nazi&#8217;s. They are all killed except for one Soldier who is surrounded. It is Adolf Hitler. He surrenders as the gun of a tank is pointed right at his head.</p>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I am standing in a creek fishing. I look&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://dreamfeedr.com/2009/05/i-am-standing-in-a-creek-fishing-i-look/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 18 May 2009 01:24:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Adrian3</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am standing in a creek fishing. I look very closely and I can see a fish under the water. I don&#8217;t know why I haven&#8217;t seen the fish before. I slowly turn around to put my hook in front of him. It scares him away, but now that I know the secret of how [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am standing in a creek fishing. I look very closely and I can see a fish under the water. I don&#8217;t know why I haven&#8217;t seen the fish before. I slowly turn around to put my hook in front of him. It scares him away, but now that I know the secret of how to see them I know I will be able to catch more.</p>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I walk into a Christian bookstore in the&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://dreamfeedr.com/2009/05/i-walk-into-a-christian-bookstore-in-the/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 16 May 2009 15:36:47 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Adrian3</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I walk into a Christian bookstore in the mall that is going out of business. In the back they have some old photography equipment because it used to be a camera store. I look through old boxes of film reels and instant cameras. I find a Holga camera that takes panoramic pictures but they want [...]]]></description>
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