March 11th 1983
While I was walking around the park, I noticed something giant blocking the pathway. I ran to see that it's a small man-made mountain of sorts. I felt like backing away and walking in the other direction, but then I felt someone say "Climb up for a surprise!" The sudden voice scared me, as there's nobody around. But tempting me huh? Well, I didn't feel like it.
But, I rarely exercise, so I should have a workout; even though because it's a dream, it doesn't affect my unconscious body. It doesn't look easy to climb however, but I've done it anyway. My body feels light as I climb, like I can fly! But if I jump out of excitement, who knows what will happen? Still I climb!
Eventually I made it to the top, and when I looked down, there seemed to be a giant typewriter. So big, I could just jump down and press those buttons! Ah I used to write on the typewriter during middle school, up until I can hand write! I was a mess before that typewriter, but I'm glad I'm not feeling worse now; besides workload as a writer. Enough of the author backstory, here's the fun part!
So, I slid down on the giant typewriter, pressing a letter, then another one, and another where I almost lost my balance! Then I decided to slowly step down like a staircase before turning around to look up. That typewriter looked magnificent; this motivated me well, I think I should use this dream as a reference!
After playing around a bit, I rest on the key, looking at the warm-colored sky. I extended my arms to reach for the sky, then saw a light in the sky. A crescent. All I did was continue staring at it until I heard a printing noise that broke the silence! I slowly got up and jumped down to check. It must be a sheet full of jumbled letters! I laughed, because it must be what I wrote.
While looking at it, I saw a small shadow blocking the light. I felt like it must be who it is, and I'm nervous to turn around! But, I took a deep breath, and quickly turned around. It's the moon behind me! But.. I only felt some fear and unnerve; but not completely. I took a moment to stare at the moon, and hesitated to put my hand on it until I did so. It didn't bite. It didn't bite! But it still looks scary! I then backed off. I hope I didn't sadden the moon, but all it did was not move nor speak a thing. I sat down, and stared at it until I woke up.

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Moon Pie's Dream Diary
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