Lab Bug

Date: 3/21/2022

I was working on a set of a live TV game show. One dude has to stop this bug from drowning without using his hands or he has to take a shot. The woman challenging him said “there’s no way.” He responds “there’s no way I can’t.” The dude puts his tongue in the cup of fruit punch and scoops the bug up. He eventually drops it in his hand because I guess he already won the challenge. This bug was strange looking. It looked like an alien for sure. It looked like chewed up pink bubble gum with eyes. I guess there was a tv commercial break and him and the host start talking among themselves while I ease-drop. Apparently, these bugs are man-made and there’s a lot of controversy around them. “I mean these things are crazy” (talking about the bug). “It’s said to access and mimic your genes, pretty much molding itself into a copy of you.” The bug starts growing into a semi large tentacle. It really looked like an alien now. So of course, in this dream, I have one at home. Cut to me in my room with a developing copy of myself. Except mine was more like a hologram instead of a bug, waiting to deposit itself into reality. He wasn’t an exact copy of me, because he was a man. He was still developing, we had similar features but he wasn’t my exact male-twin. I started comparing how I look to him, at times being offended and other times being flattered. I didn’t really know what to do with him. I said, “where are you going to go??” “To poo” he said a little worried. He meant “to pop” which is what I call my dad, he wasn’t all there yet. “You can’t, that’s my dad.” My brother interrupts from outside my room, “get up!!! Everyone’s helping cook at school while you lay in bed all day.” I’m guessing I was still in high school. “What the hell?” I start ranting to my hologram. “I have depression.” I work myself up enough to confront my brother, I open my door and we start cat fighting. Then I wake up.