Dream of the Day

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  • drgs0

    My average dream:

    I'm dreaming I'm at a dinner party (again, no sailor suit though). For some reason there is a plate of excess grated cheese. I'm completely shitfaced, trying to stake away awake and I'm eating the cheese with a fork.

    I arrive at my hotel at 4AM. I need to leave at 6AM because I have an early flight. Like in all of my dreams I fail to account for 1 hour boarding time, so I miss my flight.

    I'm hungover, I've had 2 hours of sleep, and I'm barely staying awake at some strange airport -- I don't even remember where I was going.

    Fuck this shit, why can't I have scarabin's dreams?

    • that cheese is not really cheese, it's cocaine. stop doing it and you will stop dreaming with grated cheese. easy.oey_oey

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