So, I went to bed super early last night again with hopes that getting another long night of sleep would help me to feel better, just letting this thing run its course. Well you would have thought that I had slurped down a bottle of Nyquil with the fucked up dreams I was having all night! First, I was aiding and abetting some troubled teenage girl. She had to go to court and I was going to let her wear something of mine since she had no decent clothes on her body. She wanted to wear one of my super short and tight skirts! In that same dream I was helping a cat that only had one eye. But I was keeping it in my car. Another dream, I was at the casino and the buffet had all sorts of super weird food that you do not normally see, but I was trying them all. And the third dream, I was at some apartment building and some dude pops out of nowhere and has a gun aimed at me. I just pull this shot gun out of thin air and pop 4 rounds in him, killing him. Then someone pokes their head out of their door and instructs me to head to the basement of the building. I get down there and there is a dimly lit bar/restaurant and doors to who knows what. An older gentleman touches my shoulder and directs me to this secret exit. He hands me a semi-automatic and I stuff it down the back of my short denim skirt. He also hands me a revolver and I put it down the front. I make my way back to my apartment and in my building as I am running up flights of stairs, a door opens and I get snatched into another apartment that had a group of guys in there that looked shady as hell. I was thinking, “Oh fuck, they are going to search me” but they didn’t. I woke up after that! I know there are more details but I cannot recall any more of them. Crazy!
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