Reality feels thick

Date: 5/6/2026

Reality was a series of thick tubes. I think. I can't recall because I was in one, during the dream. The river was also thick. It was thicker then jello. Strange for a river. Water wasn't really easy to swim through. I had to attend a wedding. I was a little upset about it, I didn't want to go. But me and my dad I think he was went. He made me go. We left on a boat and went to this rich fancy guys house. He had a lot of staff but they were gone. He let them go for the evening. He only needed like five. He was marrying a girl. A young girl, a teenager and she had to be bound to her bed for the first year of marriage. Some religious or cultural tradition. Like being a virgin or being kosher or something. She said she was fine with it, blushed as we signed witness statements in the marriage certificate. But she did seem adament. The Sherrif or Security had people in bubbles. Each bubble was like a room so several floated around. But it was immersive, like a dreambor a game but.. A reality. Anyway you could get out with an injection. So they carried a harness in their back with injectors. So they could pull people out. You couldn't get our on your own. I asked and you couldn't take one inside with you. All the wedding guests were there. There was a glass ball in the middle of the house where we were. It was thick glass. It was huge. Like we were inside a fish bowl. I wore these amazing pants I put on back home in my dorm. They were swishy and like delicate lace, but had a slit that disappeared and they were warm enough for winter but when I moved the were mostly transparent and good for summer. They were perfect for all weather. They looked good on my hips. Fit my waist perfectly. I wanted to wear them always.