dreaming i have just showed up in new york and i run into this little blonde girl who i think is killy dwyer (who i have never met in real life) she is wearing a tutu and bright colors or hair clips or maybe has braces, and she convinces me to come with her to her apartment in brooklyn and i do and leading up to her apartment door is a wobbly wood bridge on strings like you might find in the jungle and below us is a cliff and lots of horses and right in front of her door is a horse standing with its face facing her door and barely enough room to go around it and i am wanting to ride the horse and hoping we will be able to ride horses. i touch the horse and it startles and i realize there is a small child sitting on top of the horse and feel bad for startling it but wishing it had not startled at my touch, not meaning to startle it. her apartment is nice and i wonder if she has it all to herself because no one else is there. i am glad that i came with her because she seems very nice and i don't know why i was hesitant to go with her before.
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