my-crazy-dreams

[my-crazy-dreams]

I was just going about my day, no problem, when BOOM!! There's a fucking T-Rex right in front of me. So, my ever intelligent dream self decided to ride it, and got eaten. But that's not the end. I somehow found its ribs inside the freaking stomach and stabbed my way out. I then opened my mouth wide and ate the dinosaur in one bite. "Karma," I sang out, smiling victoriously.

I found a group of pteranadons and gave them meat that just somehow happened to be in my pocket, idk, so they loved me. They flew me around for a while, but I woke up before anything else could happen.

I guess one thing I learned from that is I should never watch Jurassic Park before bed lmao

[my-crazy-dreams]

Once daily, I shall post my dream from the night before. Here is my last dream.

I was some weird magic school sorta thing, and somehow knew wtf was going on. The first thing that happened: we had to choose a cloak that changed color when I put it on, Demon Slayer style. Mine turned dark green, which apparently made me a disappointment to my family because theirs were all black. They were pretty much the Malfoys of my dream world.

Somehow, wearing the cloak made me fly, so I had to figure out how to steer the thing fast so I wouldn't hit a wall or something. Spoiler alert: I didn't figure it out fast enough. Everyone else apparently knew what they were doing, so I felt like an idiot.

After waking up to pee, I continued the same dream, except further along in the future somehow? Idk, my brain is weird.

Anyways, there were these creepy professors now. Around the time they showed up, students started going missing. An art professor, one that taught about magic animals like unicorns and dragons and stuff, and one that taught different spells. Don't ask about the art one, I don't know why that's a thing.

The credit animal dude called me into his office, so obviously dream me was dumb enough to go even though the guy seemed like a dang serial killer. A lot of dialogue that I forget later, he had me pinned down and was literally trying to eat my soul. I guess it was tasty or something. I was good at this one spell that made stuff blow up, seeing as I kept practicing by blowing stuff up for fun, so I legit made the guy explode, covering me with guts cartoon-style.

The other two creepy professors came in and tried to kill me with enchanted daggers, but dream me is apparently an Olympic athlete, because I dodged all the attacks and punched through their skulls with my bare hands.

That was the whole thing. I woke up after that. If you managed to make it through all that insanity, good job. You probably need therapy now. I hate my brain