lately ive been having vivid dreams and nightmares. last night was particularly interesting and here it is. at first i was in some sort of psychological game like hunger games in which i had to kill my own teammate at the end. which turned into a dream of me in the empty hallway of my ol school peeking into the class thru the door window and thinking to myself that wow this is that last time ill ever see these people and then the bell rang and i scurried away.
fast forward to my dream of my apparent new school which was somehow a supermarket and restaurant as well. it was a neon ramen diner of sorts at the ground floor. going up the stairs to the first floor it was a supermarket and i didnt make it to the last floor but i know it was a school.
weird part is that what i remember is standing outside the building at night and cam was there for some unfathomable reason, with a shopping cart? and my dad was there and i think my mom too i dont recall that well.
after we entered the supermarket the scene soon changed and i was in a small poorly lit room only by a few yellow lights from some source on the wall. and there were 3 women there and they were all sewing or knitting on something. they sat on the couch by the wall and i went there to sit and talk with them. ive recently ordered clothes from shein and have been looking to return the oversized items but havent gotten the time so i think thats why my brain made of it and thought they were doing something related to shein.
the other day i had another dream in which i felt i was in a psychological test. i was in a maze with bright yellow doors all around me and one led to more and so forth. i knew there was something in the with me that would hurt me and was looking for me. i was told that there were snacks kept in some rooms to help me refuel and encourage me to keep going.
and before that i dreamt of being in a post apocalyptic world in which i was hiding behind a decayed and broke down rusty car with a bunch of people when apprehending a new stranger who had found us.
ive also been having nightmares. ne in which i was a child once more my parents fighting and screaming and yelling and me begging them and crying and screaming repeating the words "please get divorced"
i dont even want to remember it.
-A
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