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Funky dreams
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last post: Aug 8, 2019
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Funky dreams

30 Name: Anonymous : 2019-08-08 13:41
I had a dream that could be divided into a few parts. In the first part I was watching a popular twitch streamer live, but I got so bored or anxious while watching that I took the controller to play the game myself for 10mins until I died. The streamer didn't say anything and when I said sorry, I had to play the game, he said it was cool. Though I felt bad and figured I should donate 200$ later on in the week to make it up to him. I didn't want people to think I was being a jerk.

Since I felt bad I went upstairs to a bedroom and decided that I needed to exercise, right then a trainer, a fit south american guy, and his client, a very old lady start to use the room with me, taking up alot of space. I forget what they talked about other than the trainer saying he hates rap music, since it talks about drinking and weed. So he drills a cable into the wifi router and attaches a cable that leads to a floppy disk reader and plays folk country on floppy disks while his client starts half heartedly using a spin machine.

AT this point I'm doing pushups and I overhear that the client and trainer have a suicide pact and since I'm a witness they're planning on killing me too! The trainer shoots the client in the head and turns the gun on me. I run out of the room and downstairs where now I'm in my family's living room. I tell them there's a guy with a gun upstairs and we have to get out but nobody believes me. I try to dial 911 but I'm so nervous I dial 912 instead. My uncle says he's going to investigate and starts going upstairs. I run outside to the neighbours, screaming and banging on their door to get help and they start freaking out. The neighbours call for help but they only call their aunt to come in her car so they can run away. My mom finally understands how freaked out I am so gets in her van to drive me away. As I get in and look back at our house, I see the gunman again, chasing us. My mom gets so flustered that she swerves in the car, even though I repeatedly tell her to remain calm and that there's nothing wrong with going the speed limit as long as we're getting away, that she crashes into a tree. As the car starts rolling and stops I get out and can still see the gunman chasing after us.

At this point everything in the world get swarmed with bulls. Like running with the bulls in Spain tier. I look out into our neighbourhood park and I see a body hanging by a noose from a tree. The bulls are trying to knock it off. Then I become a bull and try to get away from the gunman but I'm too slow, I can't run fast enough. Some people are outside to try to kill the bulls using spears but I dodge them and then I can see him again, the gunman, looking for me. I wait behind a corner. As soon as he turns I surprise him and charge, he starts running away turning around to fire a pistol at me, but I swerve left and right and don't stop. I eventually catch up to him, knock him down, and trample him to death. That's when I woke up.

The only meaning I can derive, at least from the first part, is that I've probably outgrown watching twitch streamers, even if some of them are entertaining, and should just play the damn games myself.

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