I seen some sort of marathon going on, I had asked the person hosting it if i could go grab my camera really fast because im a photographer and id post all the pictures on social media so he could use them for his event. he wouldn't let the marathon start 10 mins late, a woman was trying to convince him to let me take photos but it didn't work. I got a drink and snack out of the vending machine to give to her, i couldn't reach her so i asked someone to do it for me but they didn't do it. i thought id be able to make it to take photos so i quickly ran home to grab my camera, i ended up making it maybe a couple minutes after they had started. i went to an area that had decent lighting. my camera battery needed charged but it lasted enough
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Dream Journal #2
General FictionThe second part to my dream journal. Capturing the dreams I have caused by severe anxiety. Trigger warning; some dreams are graphic, traumatic or mature. *none of these are real life scenarios, these are all my real dreams*
