Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 3/9/2019
By lunamoth
Me and Peter Pan walking down a dark road. He was fast and I was falling behind him (being inebriated for the most part) but he slowed down and waited for me. The only break in the darkness being a car’s headlights ahead. They passed. Peter held out his hand... and I laughed, thanked him, and held it as we walked on. We walked passed Ursula, what a bitch. I remember walking in town, with him, and Snow White was beside me. She gave me a surprised look. We get there. We made it through a lineup of people. Not sure what they were waiting for. A psychedelic affect started to kick in. The entire place is just a series of pink bright lights and lots of blurry ones. Wooden bridges, pathways, and fiery lanterns. I wish that I remembered more clearly. We were alone then... not far from everyone else, but alone.