Date: 12/31/2018
By MissKate
In one part of the dream I had these open wounds on my face that had scabbed over and I was trying to shave off the scabs to look normal but they were putrid and each one I shaved off only grew back. Then I was in the city after a zombie invasion. I had to find supplies with my dorm mates - we’d taken over a floor of a hospital and it was mainly ok, but at one point a little baby “turned” and I knew it was coming because the image paused on his face dramatically. I wanted to run extra canned supplies to another community, but the taxi driver woman insisted she had a good place to take them to. I wondered why she’d put so much pressure on me so fast - and I refused. Because I didn’t trust her. We got into a fight. I believe I won.