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temperance :)

temperance: can you describe a strange dream you���ve had? 

ok under the cut because this is long and involves some pictures! u guys get to read about my ‘im fucking weird and dont get any sleep when i sleep’ dreams!

there was a repeated dream i’ve had back in grade 7 after experiencing a kind of really weird mental breakdown after a big huge Life Plot Twist, and so my brain was constantly active trying to process everything and it just caused some HARDCORE dreams to happen. this specific dream lasted a few months i believe? and it was episodic, so every dream continued off the other, but had the same premise/characters/setting/etc.

okay so, the dream would start like this. i would wake up and be in a house that was very familiar to me, but i have never seen it before. in a neighborhood that was very familiar to me, yet i have never seen it before. it was so vivid, and very beautiful. there were no roads or paths that exited the neighborhood, or roads to lead into the neighborhood, it was completely secluded, and was surrounded by an vast forest of pine trees. 

this is the map of the neighborhood, its rlly scribbly bc i was using tablet with mspaint and my hand is naturally jittery. i’d pull up the original sketches but they are in storage. i also have interior maps of my house, the salon, the school and the marketplace,, but honestly i already feel like ppl r judging me bc im still lowkey obsessed with this dream years after the fact so i wont,, post them. when i say vivid i mean like. it was fucking lucid.

every dream was just a normal day, i would wake up, go to school, hang out with friends, go home, sleep, and then i would actually wake up. it made real life like…super confusing.

each day was, as i said, super episodic. there was a theme each dream, and it acted out like a show, although sometimes things never reached a conclusion. sometimes it’d be nice episodes like,, going to school and having a class about taking care of a horse who was very unruly at first but would warm up to the classmates at the end of the day. other times itd just be weird episodes with no plot, where i’d just go to the market place and talk to the cashier or go to the salon and wonder why it was called a fuckn salon if they didnt do ur fucKIGngn HAIR TF?? (iirc the salon lady had to run the salon but didnt know how to do hair so,,) but other than that it was pretty normal. in fact it was kind of positive! the dreams were ok.

but the one area in the dreams where i didnt feel safe was my house. it was a normal house, sure, but it gave off really bad vibes. it wasnt until a few ‘episodes’ in that i realized there was a door to a room in my my house that i never really noticed before? it was there but i never paid any mind to it. i never opened it. when i asked my dream!mom about it, she and my dream!dad got really,, upset? like they got very defensive, told me to not go into the basement, not to open it. i asked why and they told me that i’d get hurt, a lot of old junk down there that could probably give me tetanus if i scraped myself on it. so i didnt go down there, and continued on like normal.

every time i brought it up with anyone but my parents in the dream they’d respond with some weird ominous bullshit like ‘kids shouldnt go in basements’ or like ‘always listen to them. they know what theyre talking about!’ etc etc. and obv this got me more and more fuckn curious. 

at this point i’d been having this dream for a while, and got to know the characters and the small world my brain made up for me. it was pretty neat. but all weird things come to an end. or they at least get. a lot weirder. 

the neighborhood got messier, a lot less clean. people acted less natural and more robotic. kept bringing up the basement, how i shouldnt go into it. new characters got added into the mix but they felt off, like my ‘uncle that came back from the desert’, who was sunburnt, wearing rags, and was  laying on the front lawn begging for water while my parents laughed as if it was a cute sitcom joke. yaknow the sitcom laugh, the ‘oh you’ type laugh. that was definitely not an ‘oh you’ type situation. but, anyway, shit got fucking weird.

and suddenly, i just got fuckn tired. and once i woke up again in that dream, i made my way straight towards the door to the basement, and opened it. the stairs were old and wooden, very flimsy. i walked down into the basement and the area kinda looked like this?

but it was softer looking, with a faint warm orange-y glow that faded so that i couldnt see the walls. the floor was spotless. no junk in the basement whatsoever. despite how ominous it was, it was inviting, and i had this almost primal Need to just lunge myself further into this fuckn spooky-ass room.

against my better judgement, i started walking, expecting to reach a wall. but the basement just kept going. i kept walking. and at this point i’ve been walking far enough that the basement was MUCH larger than the neighborhood itself, it was expansive, and empty.

and then i started seeing movements out of the corner of my eye. i’d walk faster. more movements. i’d walk even faster. obviously scared shitless because this weird dream turned into a straight up nightmare. the silence was fuckn overwhelming. and at this point i went so far that i couldnt even see the stairs anymore. even though the warm, dim glow still surrounded me. 

i just kept running until the movement i saw in the corner of my eyes kind of shift into the center of my vision, hardly visible, far enough that the weird glow that surrounded me only partially lit the figure. we just kinda stared at eachother for a while, before my dumbass decides to walk up to the figure, to get a better look at it. the ominous light envelopes them and they look up at me, and theyr just. theyre Me. ominous basement creature is me. 

and then i wake up! that was the last ever dream i’ve had of that neighborhood!!! no more dreams from that land. it was neato though, and despite the troubling effects it had on me at the time, i really appreciate it for what it was. it was fun/upsetting while it lasted DFKGJDFKG

ANYWAY IM SO SORRY U DONT HAVE TO READ THIS ALL ITS LONG BUT I HAVE RLLY WEIRD DREAMS

TLDR; frank has a dream about what is essentially a haunted sitcom that they live in, that reflects their inner insecurities/upset feelings about family and  nostalgia!!!