Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 4/28/2023
By Ether_Erebus
Something in the world happened and we all live in areas 50-60 ft above where we normally used to stay. There’s either sand everywhere or water that’s way to deep. We used to live super under the sand and I remember feeling loads of anxiety in my body trying to get under. The wind blows aggressively and you have to build everything underground where the sand is more compact. Like sand living in Star Wars but it’s like thicker layers of sand above everything. My family lives on a boat. It’s like super tech bed out and we live on like a house boat and try to get by. We’re chilling and living quietly and all that. And then one day, we’re parked beside this one really tall building that’s got these really rotund people living there. Imm working with my mom to get rid of our poop bags in this tubing system we use. My dad knows how to swim so he always goes and gets stuff from underwater. My mom, taji and I are chilling in the boat, doing house chores. It’s getting dark and we’re cleaning the boat and being quiet as not to annoy anyone and there’s some sort of threat that’s just like looming over everyone. These rotund people come over and are like “this boat no longer belongs to you, it’s now ours so get the fk out”. My mom, me and Taji sit there like excuse me wtf. With our hands clenched and these caucasien people are literally like get out it’s mine blah blah blah. And the lady is pregnant and they have two little twin daughters that are maybe 2 at the oldest. The lady is being bitchy and then tells us we have until this random day to get out. And the day of the weeks are said differently than what we usually say so there’s an argument about that. Something happens and someone shoots and arrow through the door and right behind us where there’s a gas tank thing, and then we all have to leave the boat and when we all get out, it explodes. I look at the lady and ask “so, are you happy now? Thank you for putting my entire house and belongings up in flames you dumb bitch” and then she tells us how her husband came back from the happening and they had miscarriages and although I feel sympathetic for her, my mind carb wrap around the face she just caused our entire home to explode and all sheMs caring about is herself. I scoff and walk away and then wake up.