X3 I've decided to begin posting some of my dream journals... because... well, just read these ludicrous things.

These two are dreams I had on the same night, one right after the other, a year and a half ago.

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Dream #1: The Redneck Rumble

I was listening to music from my mp3 player as if I was on a walk in that gravelly area just below the bendy hill that the church is on, and there was a bench there that did not belong. A scary hillbilly guy had his truck parked a ways away and started screaming all kinds of nonsensical stuff, something about me being too rich to do something, or too stuck-up to have a real soul or something ( D8 ). Eventually I take my earbuds out to ask this guy what the hell he's talking about, but instead he gets in his truck and starts trying to run me over. I run up the mountain a little, then run down to try and get home to call the police or get a weapon, when I hear the truck again. I hide in a ditch.

I don't remember what happened next. Then I'm tied by my neck to this truck and log apparatus that seems designed to drag people down roads. The now CROWD of scary rednecks starts to do so, but I roll so that the rope around my neck gets dragged instead and it snaps. I run away extremely fast, but the rednecks are comin'. An ambulance that looks like it's from the sixties shows up and the driver stops to ask if I need help. I do, since I'm covered in drag wounds at the moment, so he lets me in. I hide under the console as we drive past the hillbilly mob towards the hospital.


Dream #2: Becoming Sephiroth in the Santa Shop

I was in the creek looking at this rock covered in lizards (skinks) when suddenly a hellbender crawls up onto it a little. I move to pick it up, but it swims away and vanishes under a huge rock.

Later, I'm at grandma's house (which looks much nicer for some reason) with bro, an incredibly thin yet strangely healthy grandma, and little Goten and Trunks. Both of them go Super Saiyan, but nothing gets disturbed. They start arguing with you and grandma about buying some kind of "rights" and get in a tug of war thing with a large blue suitcase, and grandma is actually equal with them. I go into the kitchen.

When I turn around, the house has gotten mysteriously bigger on the inside like a Tardis. The interior is suddenly what looks like that Secret Santa Shop that was in the attic at central school when I went there. A dime, a penny and a nickel are laying unattended next to some cheap stuff. I am Sephiroth for some reason... and I take the money, except for the penny. A little girl nearby looks sad at this, so I (Sephiroth) give her the nickel. When she follows me around and asks for more money to buy a present, I, Sephiroth, give her an entire handful of dimes. And that's the end of the story....