Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 4/6/2022
By Ether_Erebus
At a large school, friends left me. Was left alone and somehow became friends with Billie Eilish. Was walking arohnd her house (huge brw) huge basement and recording studio. Running around, having fun. Also, starting to clean up the mess made in her room and around her house. She tells me about this guy she was seeing - he posts some anarchy comment on Twitter and she’s upset. We continue to hang out and I sit and chat with her mom. I get invited to Paris with them for a concert. I initially decline but then decide to go. I’m still in the basement cleaning up, when Billie comes down with a picture where her back is to the camera, her shoulders high and her belly low. Her butt up in the air and she’s wearing a backless dress. She shows me the canvas tha it was printed on - I’m like that’s really cool and it shows delicate feminine energy. She says “really?” And I’m like “yeah”. And we chat some more about the composition of the image. Then I say I have to leave. I go ip and see Fineas in the kitchen making food. I say it’s nice to meet him in person and he shakes my hand. We chat about stuff and we high-five one another about something. Then, I ask if he’s performing tomorrow with Billie and he says “yeah, o have a couple of things to do before then though” and I’m like “cool”. As I’m getting ready to leave, I see a wedding card on their table - I say “I’m going to this wedding too” and I tell him that I know the couple through family and he knows them too. He says “what a small world” and I say “yeah, I agree”. We continue to chat a bit af the kitchen sink. Then as I’m about to leave, I see my mom and grandma in the driveway waiting for me to come home. I take them to the car but my cousin is in it and doing drifting videos. I get mad and tell him to stop so he does and I get in the car. I then somehow am driving myself to the airport. I’m waiting to get onto the plane. The place where we were sitting (me and my family ) was on the floor with all of the basketball players. Like it was a double decker plane. We get on, I get texts from friends ad family. Then, I put my hand on my moms shoulder and look at the screen and start breathing heavy as everyone sits down and the place starts moving on the tarmac. I’m worried about the plane crashing and falling into the ocean where I know I can’t swim for shit. Then I wake up and I realize I’m late for work.