So my dream last night was interesting. It started out with me on the streets of a not so big city, more like a town to correctly describe the place. I was on the sidewalk and looking for something to do. A bunch of people run up to me and ask me to join their gang. I follow and they outrun me, which was sad because they were girls and I am a cross-country runner. They were fast and I lost them in the crowd. I end up going to a bar and try to buy an energy drink, my dad shows up out of nowhere and tells me those are not good for your health. I buy milk instead.
My best friend and his dad show up and he snickers at my choice of drink. I lower my head sullenly. My best friend's Dad invites my family to go with them to some place in Wisconsin to go camping. My Dad agrees to this.
I leave the bar by myself.
I continue to walk and random people start following me out of nowhere, I don't mind them and continue on with my aimless wandering. As luck would have it, I end up in the underground slums of the city. There are two really muscular guys duking it out. I go down a level. I find more people who are watching the fight and gambling on it. I turn around.
Somehow, I end up turning into Commander Shepard from Mass Effect and have a conversation with an alien. I don't know what to say because there are literally twenty choices on the stupid dial thing.
I wake up confused and disoriented.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Mass effect in the not so big City.
Labels:
bare hands,
best friend,
city,
dream journal,
family members,
Mass Effect,
street fight,
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