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I used to have a recurring dream when I was young. I can't quite articulate what it was about, but there was a sense of movement which sped up until it was out of control. I'd wake up shaking and upset. Happened a couple times a month for a while.
The last one I remember, I was climbing a ladder faster and faster and faster. This was the clearest dream of its type I'd ever had, and there was a feeling that I finally understood what this movement was--it was ladder climbing. It got faster and faster and I got out of control, but this time I wasn't afraid. When I woke up, I felt peaceful and calm. Never had that dream again.
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