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Oh, oh. I dreamed that I was in a high floor in a building that housed some sort of video arcade/disco kind of setup, and I was there with Erica and Steph and my sister, and one of the giant video screens burst into horrific flames and I looked around for Kirsten and she was asleep on the floor with Erica and Steph, wrapped in a blanket, so I just grabbed up Kirsten and ran down all the flights of stairs with her, leaving Erica and Steph behind.

I used to have a lot of nuclear holocaust/raging inferno nightmares and now that I feel my life settling back into lazier patterns, I wonder if the idle time is giving my brain license for these vivid dreams again? This is a warning sign.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 3:08 PM | shower me with attention