As I said a few days ago, I’ve started remembered my dreams more often (only lately, and still sporadically), and honestly… I would be okay not remembering last nights. I’m not giving details but it make me wake up in a very bad and a very lonely place.
Please. Pleeeeease. This is one of the best things any president has said. Really, though.(via lapiccolacoccinella)
- Them: What do you want?
- Me: To be the unwobbling pivot at the center of an ever spinning universe.
and they really are just the weirdest.
They start out just kinda off and slowly become more lucid but more… crazy nightmareish.
Last night’s was a whole collection of baddies and things hanging out at some place that I ended up at, originally it was a Taco Bell, but when I got closer, it wasn’t(?). All the fast food chain mascots were there too.
One of the baddies (apparently in a previous dream episode) had killed one of my friends and put his ashes in jell-o and ate it (because as an evil-doer, that’s just what that guy does)
There was also something about an invisible man having sex with some woman (also villains) and a werewolf of sorts. After the werewolf turned, I took his wallet and money from his pants and hid the money in my underwear (for some reason, I was wear a t-shirt and Flash underwear).
Anyway, the dream lasted in detail through the whole night (within the dream) and ended with me stealing some snacks and cokes and things that were for sale (because it was also a store? I don’t know) and leaving. Without me forcing myself upon the other characters in the dream, they didn’t notice me at all, so I knew I was safe stealing things. At the end of the dream, I was still in my underwear, but I had a backpack from somewhere….
Anyway, it’s very rare that I remember my dreams, so I’ve been trying to keep tabs on them somehow. You’re welcome, tumblr. Hope you enjoyed that.
You mean I can talk on Skype AND poop? At the same time?!
- things I realize now that I have a smartphone