I’m a gay man?

Date: 5/24/2018

Okay so I had some strange dreams. I first was running from a strange police bracket composed of plain clothes kids of my own age. They chased me down my hill and to an ocean front (I don’t live by the ocean). I realized I couldn’t escape so I decided to fling myself into the ocean and die except I was at sea level. They caught up whilst I was deciding and I told them my plans. Three of them joined me and, after I put my phone on a ledge to keep dry, we all walked into the ocean until we supposedly drowned. After this I woke up as a skinny frail teenage boy in the hunger games. There were lots of concrete buildings and a haunted mansion. My group had a shot gun and composed of a badass capital girl and her boyfriend. I lagged behind and curled up by a wall. Now I was a ghost talking to another group. I told them of two pentagrams, a car and a gun they could get if they followed me. I lead them to where the boy was in a concrete parking garage. They were angry at the lack of guns, taken by the first group, but they went off to the pentagrams after harassing the boy who was me again. Finally I woke up again but this time I was an gay man with a beard. I did not understand clothing. I was wearing a tight cotton skirt over corduroy pants. I was in Nordstroms. I was looking for clothes. I walked further and further into Nordstroms until I found a section for gay men’s shoes. I walked into the area, and three preppy gay men excitedly tried to assist me. I turned right around and left. I was very disgruntled. Then I woke up for real. ...I think