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Last nights dreams
Jan. 15th, 2020 10:42 amI remember three, increasingly weird.
1. Something to do with holding a bassoon only it was way too big for me and also you had to use your right thumb on the key pads on top (there were like twelve, and you had to do some of them with the side of your thumb??? but I just fiddled around with the top three.
2. I was part of some sort of law enforcement team like criminal minds or ncis, and boss dude was undercover but needed backup, and I was the first to volunteer because my wheelchair meant I wouldn't have to find a chair at the really crowded coffee shop he was waiting at, and all I needed for props was a notebook because "it's LA and everyone in la is working on a script" (lol). So three of us ended up going down, and we waited a bit and then the boss guy left abruptly so we followed him. It was a really bad neighborhood, like everyone had guns???, but the streets were deserted and there was a fire engine on fire, and when we went to investigate there was a guy that drew a gun on us, and I drew my gun but I knew that if I said "federal agents" that I'd have to shoot him (because we had orders that if anyone knew we were feds we were supposed to shoot them) so I just stayed quiet and gestures for my team to back up and we just left
3. This is cut for weird-ass racism wtf brain
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...I have no idea what any of that means. Or why my dream was so racist wtf.
1. Something to do with holding a bassoon only it was way too big for me and also you had to use your right thumb on the key pads on top (there were like twelve, and you had to do some of them with the side of your thumb??? but I just fiddled around with the top three.
2. I was part of some sort of law enforcement team like criminal minds or ncis, and boss dude was undercover but needed backup, and I was the first to volunteer because my wheelchair meant I wouldn't have to find a chair at the really crowded coffee shop he was waiting at, and all I needed for props was a notebook because "it's LA and everyone in la is working on a script" (lol). So three of us ended up going down, and we waited a bit and then the boss guy left abruptly so we followed him. It was a really bad neighborhood, like everyone had guns???, but the streets were deserted and there was a fire engine on fire, and when we went to investigate there was a guy that drew a gun on us, and I drew my gun but I knew that if I said "federal agents" that I'd have to shoot him (because we had orders that if anyone knew we were feds we were supposed to shoot them) so I just stayed quiet and gestures for my team to back up and we just left
3. This is cut for weird-ass racism wtf brain
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...I have no idea what any of that means. Or why my dream was so racist wtf.