Date: 4/1/2019
By dreamy_dreamer216
I woke up at 3:30am because I was so confused about this dream. So last night, I was running a reasonably high fever and I decided that I should just get some rest. I get in bed, but I have no recollection of actually falling asleep. That’s where the dream begins. Before I know it, I’m at a concert on what seems like a class trip. The music sounded familiar, but I just couldn’t quite put my finger on it. Suddenly though, the concert was over and everyone was piling out of the venue onto what looks like a residential street. You know, white picket fences and cookie cutter houses. Weird place for a rock concert, or rather, any concert. My friends then began pulling my arm in slight panic as they point down a well-lit tunnel a few hundred feet from us of which closely resembled the Metro in Washington, DC if it had golden lights shining through the tunnel. I stand and look at them in confusion as they say we’re about to miss our train, until something, or rather, someone catches my eye. Now, you may be thinking that it’s some A-list celebrity like Justin Bieber or Beyoncé. That’s where you’d be wrong. Right across the street, there’s an ice cream truck parked right along the suburban sidewalk. Pretty normal, it didn’t seem to be very late in the day. Normal it seemed, until I looked at the customer being served at the window. It was a tall, dark-haired man of whom had sunglasses and a mustache. It was Freddie Mercury. In 2019 (I’m assuming?) So, of course, I abandon my friends (I mean, who wouldn’t?) and make my way over to where he is standing at the truck. I didn’t say a single word, but he smiled and said “good luck, darling”. Talk about a weird fever dream, huh.