the other night I had this dream. I had gotten off a train and was walking through an empty spillway. Then I got to the entrance of a tunnel, and I saw a bunch of crates. The crates happened to be explosive, and for whatever reason I decided to pile them up in the tunnel and blow them up. So that’s what I did.
And then i realized that that was probably a crime and got really scared because I didn’t want to go to jail. of course, I didn’t think about jail before I did it, just after the fact. It just made so much sense to do it before. But afterwards I was like….@.@ why did I do that.
and then I woke up and was very relieved.
another night I had a dream that I got this job I wanted. At least, I thought I got the job. It turned out I just got an interview. They loaded a bunch of potential employees onto a scary van to take us to interview without really telling us where we were going. Then we were in a scary building with lots of places to hide and they were chasing us 0.0
but then I found the coffee room and all was right with the world. They had oreo flavored creamer. I was so excited. why can’t that exist in real life?
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