I was living/ staying in a little room and above the room there was a long set of stairs leading up to a modest sized pool on the roof. Cassaundra and LoAnJo came to visit and as we swam I ended up taking off my suit and enjoying the moment 'au natural'.

The last thing I recall doing is secretly taking pictures of myself with Cassaundra's camera and laughing to myself over the thought of her reaction as she uploaded the pics back home.

The next dream involved a big party for me, and my family was there along with lots and lots of old friends, new friends and friends I never even knew I was friends with. We played games and laughed and it was really a great time. There was one game where you had to see how many times you could twirl around in this sheet without falling and I managed to twirl eleven times, shattering the previous record.

At the end of the day my parents took me out to a large RV and broke the news to me: I was going to jail. They explained that the state was using the old "storybook" buildings a few miles away as a prison facility (I was familiar with these buildings as they were in previous dreams. It was basically an acre of parking lot that had rows of little one-room houses stacked side by side much like a storage lot). Unsure if I remembered the area, my mom reminded me that we had watched 'Herman's Hermits' perform there a few years prior.

They hugged me and comforted me and told me I would be fine, just as any parent would do, and mom even forewarned me to "keep this side of the RV because you'll be sharing it with someone else and this is the side that has the pool." I wondered who would come to clean the pool, but sitting there in a state of shock I wondered a lot of things.

What did I do to get there?

How long was my sentence?

Would anyone ever break my sheet twirling record?