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I write down every dream i have and im chopping and screwing them together in a google doc Here is an excerpt

I am back in Chicago.  I am walking down a path that looks like it’s the bike trail at white rock lake; the foliage is very Dallasesque. I get the desire to run home (it’s the day currently) and I begin to run. As I run it gets dark very quickly and the road gets wider and I get scared. I look behind me and there’s a car driving but it’s just a guy in a small Forrest management truck and he looks at me a bit confused like “what’s he running for?” The truck is reminiscent of the arboretum ones in DTX. Also as the road expanded things started to look like cape cod in terms of foliage. I then see what I think are my cross-streets and I calm down and think I’m almost home.  Flash to inside a Dairy Queen, it’s chaotic in there people are screaming and it feels like a doctors office. I get scared very quickly and start frantically looking for ways out. People’s faces start to contort and employees seem to do nothing. I run on top of tables and other things in an effort to escape- the contorting faces become more clear. One is an infant with black sludge and caked blood on her face screaming so so loud and then her face twists into an old woman’s with lipstick smeared on her face and she’s screaming too. I’m crying at this point. I jump up to another level and employees are just sitting around doing nothing, a line cook puts out family meal and it’s quesadillas. I look out the window and realize I’m not even at my cross streets, I’m on seminary.  I then start sprinting through a hall that turns into an apartment. I jump out the window in an effort to escape and break through the glass and fall into a playground. The dream zooms out to an external narration of the red scare subreddit they say things like “this is the craziest part, he think he got away but he left one of his flip flops there and they mention that this is the apartment complex that’s had break ins lately”. While this is happening some guy with long hair is blowing leaves and I’m watching him as I lie on the grass hoping he doesn’t notice. Once he walks far enough away I think I’m good to go, and then wait a little longer because better safe than sorry. Things then shift back to normal narration and I run home without realizing my sandal is still the playground. It turns out my street was just across the way and in the dream state I get home without incident and also without seeing that it’s me going home.  The dream ends with this red, blue, and yellow flip flop staying on the playground and moving a bit on its own as kids come out to play. 

@thedecorpspecialproject

May 17, 2024

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maybe its a sign...

I often have dreams about really specific events happening either to me, or to my friends/family, before they actually happen. A few weeks ago, I dreamt that I was driving with my friends, and one had suggested we go to a new place. The GPS rerouted and we took some weird back roads to get there. Halfway through the drive, I noticed some flags (the bad ones) on people's porches and I started to get this weird feeling, but I kept driving. A little bit later, my tire had popped, so I pulled into a sketchy looking gas station and asked the clerk if they were able to help fix my tire. He gave me a funny look, but decided to help with the tire. I caught a glimpse of the truck sitting outside the shop "Tony's Auto and Body," wiritten in black, on the sides of a run-down grey pick up, just in case. While this guy was fixing the tire, he made weird comments the whole time about how I'm such a pretty lady (I'm a trans guy, but I look pretty fem), and he asked how old I was, a whole bunch of creepy stuff. I politely rejected him, and we got out of there pretty quick, and my friends ultimately decided to go back to my place for the rest of the night. A little bit into the drive back, I notice a truck tailgating me, so I ask my friends to look and see what the truck looks like. They described it to me as the exact truck that I spotted earlier at the gas station: A run-down grey pick up truck with writing on the sides. I asked if they could see any writing on the sides, and they could see "Auto and Body," written in black. At this point, my heart dropped to my ass, so I kept driving for a while to see if the truck was going to keep following. It did. And because my friends had made it obvious that we saw the truck, he wouldn't let up, and kept following (idk why nobody thought to call the cops... dream logic, I guess). We called a friend, and explained that we were being followed, and to see if we could go to their place (terrible idea), and the friend obviously told us no, and to drive to a populated area to lose the guy, so that's exactly what we did. Eventually we were in some random neighborhood 30 minutes out from my house, and we pulled into a shopping center, and we finally lost the guy, and the dream cut out. The next day, I get a call from my friend, frantically asking if she can come to my place for the night. I asked her what was going on, and she explained the dream I just had, down to a tee: She had been out driving with her friends to some place, but they had got rerouted, and ended up on the back roads. She told me about how her tire popped, and she had gone to some sketchy gas station/auto shop to get it fixed, and how the guy was being a weirdo by asking how old she was, and saying that she looked really pretty. She told me that she was being followed by (presumably) the same guy in the shop's truck: A run-down grey pick-up with black writing on the sides, that she couldn't make out. I sternly told her that shouldn't come to my house if she's being followed, or any of their houses either. I suggested driving to a mall or a populated area, and asked to stay on the phone with her until she got there. Some time goes by, and they make it to a shopping center, and she tells me that she thinks she lost the guy, and that they were going inside to process what just happened, and then to the police station to make a report of what happened. After she hung up, I sat feeling super uneasy. Knowing that I had dreamt this exact situation, but someone else was living it. To this day, I never told my friend about the dream I had, and I don't think I ever will.

@4everinbl1ss

3d ago

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Dream log #1

need to jot this down while it’s fresh… it felt like I was in gta, Danny Devito was there and got a little to wasted, he started getting really angry and throwing bottles at me, when I tried to get him I pulled out my glock and ran through some of the broken glass injuring my feet during the pursuit. He tried to escape via train but I shot a well placed cap in his ass and he got sent to the loony bin. The crazy part was after I woke up, I was scared to walk around cause it felt like I had tons of cuts in my feet. like…wtf first dream in a while that I remember plus Danny was painted and dressed up as dracula

@_max_hart

Feb 13, 2025

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Letting the person with two items cut in front of you in line

Don’t be that person. Mf got a banana and a Celsius, something is going down and they need to make a quick exit. You got mad vegetables anyway, let the cashier breathe a little before they struggle to remember how to ring up them green onions you copping.

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TIGHT HUGS

Nothing better than giving someone a little squeeze to show them you got them. It’s always great when someone can sense that you need it and add a little something to the hug. Don’t settle for a dap. Get in there.

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I have no context at all but I love it. Feels like I’m missing out but that’s alright it’s just good to hear somebody having a big ol belly laugh and enjoying this shit while we’re breathing.

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