My dreams have always been absolutely incapable of sticking to one topic in this really amusing way.
One I always remember is being lined up to get shot by Isis outside of my school, then going "meh, let's just leave", and getting up to go into the school. Of course, the school then was actually an underwater abandoned mall. The idea now being having to scrap to survive in this aquatic wasteland. Of course then comes another tweak to this whole new plot, and it's a school once more but still in water and compartmented into store like areas. Something about having a taboo relationship with a sea horse man? Hahah who ****ing knows at that point.
Waking up makes me sad with how boring and consistent reality is in comparison haha
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