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Galactica and the Ocean

This is a mishmash. There was smuggler who owned a large yacht. Someone I know was on that yacht which was parked in a drop-off location somewhere in the Caribbean. There was a cluster of small islands and I was looking at a map trying to identify them. There was a man who I knew that was part of the group that was on the yacht and wasn’t really involved in the smuggling. He was essentially safe from any harm for the time being but there was something coming, not sure what. Another man was making effort to save him and some other people but unfortunately, he had been framed and targeted as being dangerous and he was being hunted. So, the people who were to be saved by him thought of him as a terrorist. The smugglers were after him because he knew too much, and were responsible for ruining his name. I was trying to tell the man to understand the truth before it was too late.

Again, I’m at the ocean in a big house. There were a number of people there including Kara Thrace and Lee Oben. Kara had gone outside with a few people and were wading in the water. Kara was also hitting on some woman’s boyfriend because he said they had an open relationship. It didn’t seem all that comfortable to me. Some people inside the house asked if I was going to go out with them. I had been in the house all day and it was now night. I didn’t really want to go. I looked outside and saw that it had been hailing and it looked cold. I did feel as if I was being anti-social. Then I ran into Lee Oben somewhere in the house. He had fixed my belt by putting on the belt buckle, but he’d done it backwards and I needed to fix it, but was having a difficult time getting it apart. For some reason I told him to get over himself, which seemed derogatory and I felt a little bad saying it as he gave someone else a friendly punch in the arm, and I realized that I don’t know many people to that intimate level.

Players: Me, Lee Oben, Kara Thrace, some man, some saviour
Events: Looking at map, saviour coming, Kara outside kissing guy, Lee fixing my belt buckle incorrectly
Symbols: Saviour, map, yacht in hiding, hail, ocean, belt buckle
Thoughts: It reminded me of not going to Poet and Patriot or the sweat lodge this weekend, and being anti-social. My lack for close friends bothers me sometimes. A lot of people pay to see me cos of my job.

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