Life's a beach!

I am on a beach with people I don't recognize, but I think my husband is nearby. We are playing a game--sorta like catch. People are throwing rocks up at the/into the sky and other people are catching them. I am nervous and covering my head. I run around the beach and find some large rocks that have been thrown: one is gold and one is silver; they are the smoothest rocks I have ever felt. A player comes up to me and says that people can't throw rocks like that because someone will get hurt. I agree and continue to admire the lovely gem-like rocks.

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In the garage of the house I grew up in. My father's current wife is there with her three daughters. She asks me to pose for pictures with them. Suddenly I have a false memory of wedding photos with these girls and I wonder where the photographs have been hiding.

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I am being ogled by men who I went to high school with. One guy keeps telling people that he is going to get me pregnant. I see a guy who I like and he is leading a group of kids through a museum. I begin to try to catch up with him. He sees me as I walk through the door, and waits just enough time to let me notice him, then he begins leading the children up a huge hill. I begin walking up the hill and my feet feel leaden---it takes all of my energy to make it up the hill, but I do. At the top, the guy takes me to a bookstore in the neighborhood and I help set up the books.