Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 3/12/2020
By dreakee
I remember being in a bunch of bounce houses. There was someone trying to kill other people by throwing grenades into the bouncy houses. Some guy had already caught one and had blood all over him. I ran into one and threw the grenade back. It turns out that these teenage girls who rented the space next to the place that threw the grenades were having an open house. I guess they were a clothing store, but super exclusive. I don’t know why I brought my Chihuahua Tarzan in there, but he was there. I put him on the ceiling fan for some reason and he started peeing. I was so proud of him for hating the place as much as I did. There was a triple layer cake with red and white frosting. In the last layer, I lifted it up and there were keys, rings, and change. I scooped all of it about because I wasn’t sure why it was there. I grabbed Tarzan and someone pointed out to me that Tarzan had peed on the ceiling fan so I turned the fan off and his pee stopped dripping. Tarzan and I ran out to the car. This random guy drove up blasting music. He just sat there and I signed “what”. He turned down his music and said “WHAT?” And I was like fuck off. Then I woke up.