Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 4/10/2019
By xCaligo
In this dream I wake up in the kitchen standing over my stove holding my phone, which is cracked and I’m like, shit, I never have cracked a phone before. Fingers crossed. I take my phone out of its case to check the extent of the damage and my phone baloon up like a brick untill its about an inch and a half thick maybe two inches. It feels like the battery is about to burst and I definitely am going to need a new phone. My first thought is that I need to save my journal entries on there because I’ve written probably essays worth about life experiences and random philosophical thoughts and I don’t want to lose them. I take my phone back to my room and realise that I must have sleep walked my way to the kitchen and I guess dropped my phone. I sleep walked a little when I was younger but I haven’t done it at all (to my knowledge at least) anytime recently. I found a zipper on the side of my phone and unzip it. The back turns to this cloth like material and expands even more. I can feel wires pushing up against the back now. I tell my mom about and she agrees. Although I really don’t want a new phone I love my iphone 6s. It plenty fast enough for me, it runsthe latest ios, and has a headphone jack which is a big must for me.