I had two dreams both connected and unconnected. The first dream I was smoking weed and taking LSD with Metallica. I've never done LSD. The dream wasn't sad but I was crying hysterically in my sleep and I couldn't stop crying. When I cry in my dreams I cry in real life and I could hear myself crying in my sleep but I couldn't stop and couldn't wake up.
Then in the second dream I was working for some awful office company that made fun of me and my hair (I got an ugly haircut recently) and they made me feel so terrible, they were bullying me and laughing at me. They wanted me to make a PSA on national television of how good this company was. There was a couple good coworkers who did not like the bosses and I asked them for some Tums to settle my stomach before the PSA. On the PSA I was begging my brother and parents to come find me and rescue me but the bosses were making a big commotion so that they couldn't hear me. Afterwards I started feeling sick and dizzy and I went up to the coworkers and asked why the Tums didn't work and they told me it wasn't Tums it was Molly and ecstacy (I've never taken either). I started freaking out because I knew drugs were bad for me and ran outside and I was in San Francisco. In my mind I felt like my brain was on fire and I was shivering and I look down and I was developing frostbite on my fingers and toes. The coworkers felt bad for me and told me the police station was just a couple blocks away. So we went to the police station and the police officer told me they were too busy to help me and that the drugs would wear off eventually and because they felt bad for me they gave me a get-well balloon and sent me outside.
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