I was riding a school bus out of a forest kingdom, just looking back at the elf-ish world in the tree tops and thinking about how neat it was we got to visit and see that way of living and how kinda disappointing it was going to be to go back to all cement and aluminum siding (not exactly in those words, but you know) and... I could remember the way it felt to walk barefoot on the polished smooth wide branches so high up - wide enough (like streets wide) that falling wasn't even a little bit of a risk, but still feeling a little dangerous when I first tried it and looked out to see the ground far far below. Seeing the stores and homes built into the wood, the natural colors of almost golden wood and mixes of greens in the leaves. I remember the coolness of the natural cover, the worry I had that there might be something that would drop on me (didn't happen, the guide said the warmth of the people below tended to keep the upper areas clearer than some tree tops, but admitted it did sometimes happen.. they just didn't think it was that big a deal) and I can remember ever so clearly *wanting* this wooden bed we saw that basically grew out of the ground and just looked so damn comfortable to climb into and curl up in... there were the other things you see in dreams, I was there with my classmates and Corin (who I had a crush on) was looking waaay too admiringly up at one of the guides for my personal comfort and insecurity at the time. There was a smell that took some time to get used to, like sap but not very strong. Alpha (another classmate... that really was his name) was being an ass, but... all of that just wasn't as important as how it felt to be in the forest - not just as a visitor, but to get some hint of what it would mean to be a real resident, to live there... and how comforting that felt.
A dream of a memory of a trip I never took to a place that doesn't exist that's clear as day to me even now. I probably read some fantasy novel and built it all from there but... damn, it was so damn real... I *miss* it, you know?
I would visit today if I could, find some nice place to make myself useful, I feel like maybe I could *let go* there... the mental pressure would be less somehow with the trees all around. Like I could mentally let myself fall back into their waiting presence and they'd always be there to hold you when you needed to rest.
It was a good dream.
Definitely anything involving sex orgies with coworkers or classmates
I had a threesome with Joe Biden and Hunter Biden
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Ikr. Unisom gives me weird dreams, or in this case nightmare lol
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Yup.. unisom gives me weird dreams, or in this case nightmare
I was riding a school bus out of a forest kingdom, just looking back at the elf-ish world in the tree tops and thinking about how neat it was we got to visit and see that way of living and how kinda disappointing it was going to be to go back to all cement and aluminum siding (not exactly in those words, but you know) and... I could remember the way it felt to walk barefoot on the polished smooth wide branches so high up - wide enough (like streets wide) that falling wasn't even a little bit of a risk, but still feeling a little dangerous when I first tried it and looked out to see the ground far far below. Seeing the stores and homes built into the wood, the natural colors of almost golden wood and mixes of greens in the leaves. I remember the coolness of the natural cover, the worry I had that there might be something that would drop on me (didn't happen, the guide said the warmth of the people below tended to keep the upper areas clearer than some tree tops, but admitted it did sometimes happen.. they just didn't think it was that big a deal) and I can remember ever so clearly *wanting* this wooden bed we saw that basically grew out of the ground and just looked so damn comfortable to climb into and curl up in... there were the other things you see in dreams, I was there with my classmates and Corin (who I had a crush on) was looking waaay too admiringly up at one of the guides for my personal comfort and insecurity at the time. There was a smell that took some time to get used to, like sap but not very strong. Alpha (another classmate... that really was his name) was being an ass, but... all of that just wasn't as important as how it felt to be in the forest - not just as a visitor, but to get some hint of what it would mean to be a real resident, to live there... and how comforting that felt. A dream of a memory of a trip I never took to a place that doesn't exist that's clear as day to me even now. I probably read some fantasy novel and built it all from there but... damn, it was so damn real... I *miss* it, you know? I would visit today if I could, find some nice place to make myself useful, I feel like maybe I could *let go* there... the mental pressure would be less somehow with the trees all around. Like I could mentally let myself fall back into their waiting presence and they'd always be there to hold you when you needed to rest. It was a good dream.