I look out the driver's side window and see a baby crawling in the street. I slam my breaks, but before I can get out of the car, I see another car coming toward it. I feel completely helpless and just stare at the baby. The dude in the car manages to stop a second before the tire would've hit the baby. Like the baby is just right in front of the tire. I get out of the car and am like holy shit.

I start talking to the driver of the other vehicle. He's dressed all gaudy, like DJ Khaled or something. Gold tracksuit and big sunglasses. His passenger is a smaller version of himself. Like, himself only shorter. Dressed exactly the same. The passenger doesn't say anything to me the whole time, he just leans on the car door.

There are three men sitting in my car, all in the front seat. They're watching a youtube video on one of their phones. The driver of the other car and I are still talking when one of the men opens the car door and yells out “hey, have you seen this?” I give the man an incredulous look, which he ignores, then continues, “those wasps are coming back, you know the really violent ones.”

Before this I was at a party. I was throwing shit at people, launching objects as hard as I could into the crowd, until a girl came over and softly asked me to stop. She requested I throw stuff in another direction. We were somewhere northern, like the cabin, but it wasn't the cabin. We were on a lake, but the earth was tilted, like the trees were all on an incline. The girl explained the cause of this to me while she was making small talk (I think it was due to erosion).

I was at a nightclub. I was up at the bar and I threw my drink at the bartender. I don't remember why I did this, but I know at the time I felt justified. Not justified, but like she deserved it. I did it knowing that I was going to get kicked out for doing it. But it was worth it, I guess. A girl came over to escort me out and I didn't resist or anything, but she grabbed my waist really aggressively in a way that hurt. I told her to stop but she wouldn't.

Then I wasn't getting kicked out anymore. I was in a stairwell in the bar talking to people. The topic of feet came up, like some girl was talking about her feet or something. I was like, “I don't know if I have pretty feet or not... Oh! I know who I can ask.” Then I went and harassed Evan G.

I was out with Mica. I was in the same area of New York that I was in during the dream on July 2, 2021 where I met up with Luke and John and we sat at one of those round white tables. We were also close to Columbia. I was telling Mica, “I know where we are.” Down the hill was the area with the white tables and up the hill was the Columbia campus (this makes sense to only me).

We went up, over to where Columbia was and now I was with Mom and Julia. There was a lady there who went through this whole spiel trying to sell us some monthly subscription for a seed company that—you grow plants out of your hands, out of your fingers, using this natural mechanism that we're all born with. I looked at my hand and there were these little hangnail looking things. The lady explained to me that those were where the plants would grow out of. After she was done trying to sell me the subscription I declined. Then we left.

I'm at a nightclub or bar. I work there. Kitchen is closed. I'm a new staff member and the bartender asks me to make a “ginger.” I google how to make one and make one. Then the bartender comes back and asks for a “savannah.” I'm like what? I made a ginger. The confusion is that another customer asked for a website called ginger and I mistook them for requesting a drink by that name. Us wait staff were allowed to drink the drink. I try it and it's very strong. The girl next to me remarks about how I need to be careful, so as to not get the customers super drunk.

I'm at the airport waiting for a flight with Mom and Julia. None of us are sure if it's the early morning or late night. I play Animal Crossing and hear the music and I say it's early morning: “really early, like 12am.” I run into a new character in Animal Crossing, a sea creature who's in the water, like a Nessie. The guy sitting near us starts to talk about how he's an alcoholic. He asks Mom how many drinks she thinks he has a night. Mom says 3.

I'm at a bar. I make fun of Addie S.'s lisp and she gets really, really mad at me. Kate is there. Then Addy leaves because she's offended and Kate turns into Luke and I'm trying to explain to him that I wasn't intentionally being malicious. I say, “It's like a tourettes thing,” which I realize is also offensive. Since we are standing as we have that conversation, and have moved away from the bar, we lose our seats. A group of hockey guys comes in and takes them. They take Luke's seat, but I manage to get into mine before it's taken over, and I say to them something like “no, we just got up for a second!” I'm being goofy and schizo about it. The guys are all being assholes about it. One of them sits on me. I poke his waist really hard in the soft spot. I really try to hurt him.

A school shooter got out and was on the loose. Everyone was looking for him.

Lola was in a daycare behind this big glass wall and I could only pet her from a little tiny opening near the floor. So I was reaching in and scratching her by her ear, but I could tell she wanted me to come in and play. It was weird and sad.

Dreampt I was up on this highway overpass or some “second floor” that overlooked a street or parking garage. There was some sort of cement beneath me and these cats lying on the ground dead (like they'd fallen off and died). There was blood pooled around them. It really disturbed me. The girl I was with pointed them out to me and said, “I wonder what happened.” I said, “I know what happened, people threw them.” I didn't want to talk about it because it was making me nauseous. I saw people down there interacting with the dead cats. One of the people was like, “this ones still alive.” But they weren't good people, they were like the types of psychos who would be interested in dying cats and not sad about it. I kept trying to ignore everything.

Then I saw more live cats up on our level of the garage/overpass. They were sitting precariously close to the edge. I stared at a grey fluffy one and thought about going over and picking it up, but I thought it might get scared and fall off, so I didn't. Then it fell off anyway. And I realized people weren't throwing them, they were falling themselves. It was all really fucked up.

We are traveling, Mom, Dad, Charlie, Julia, and I, up north, like up near [northern town] or [other northern town], to get away from inclement weather. Out of the window of the car, I see the northern lights, but it is daytime. Way off in the distance, the lights look weird. They are rapidly twinkling and multicolored, not like regular northern lights.

Then we're walking in this forest because we can't go back to [hometown] because there's a huge storm. So we're looking around for a spot in the trees to set up camp, to wait out the storm. Then, somehow, we're at this big Indian temple like a Maharishi palace. It's by a beach and there are lots of devotees around. We watch the president drive by in an armored vehicle.

I want to go back to [hometown]. I don't want to miss school tomorrow. I am like, “nothing is keeping me from going to school tomorrow.” The extended family is there too, Joey, Amy, and Greg. They are like “yeah, school is definitely going to be canceled. And we aren't going back.” So I'm like alright, I'll just go back on my own. So I head off.

I'm walking on the beach when I get a text from Kai. He sends a couple texts in all caps, like “DON'T COME BACK” “FFFF” talking about a bug invasion. Giant mecha bugs are attacking [hometown]. He calls me but I miss his call. He sends me another message, but the feeling of it is different, it's all calm now. He's like, “jk you can come back.” At this point, I get a weird feeling that it's one of the bugs texting me. Like, Kai is dead, the bug killed him, took his phone, and now is requesting me to come back to [hometown] so he can kill me too.

It was snowy out. Owen, Ben, and I went to a restaurant located near Kwik Trip. We were sitting down at the bar when I realized I forgot my wallet. Owen offered to drive me home to get it. So we went in his car. He was being all goofy and started driving from the backseat, like reaching around the front seat to grab the wheel, so there was not much control of the vehicle. This freaked me out but was also funny. I was like bro you are not gonna drive like that.

I was gathering firewood in the forest with Jordyn and another girl. We weren't aware, but we were on someone else's property. A kid came down and started watching us. I don't remember if he explicitly said to us “this is my property, stop taking my firewood,” but I felt this sense of guilt once he showed up. I also felt indignant, though, because who cares if I take a couple pieces of wood from his property. Anyway, he was annoying me, so I hit him really hard on the leg with a stick. (I'd been bouncing the stick on my knee earlier in the dream, I don't remember why, but this is important later, as it's my defense when I accuse the kid of being a little pussy, even though I whacked him with the stick as hard as I could and with myself, it was barely a scratch, but I did bleed.)

So then I was at home and I couldn't turn on the lights. I got a phone call from my lawyer or some lady letting me know I was going to have to spend 30 days in jail for hitting the kid in the leg with the stick. This is when I was like, “I hit myself with the stick too, I didn't think it was that big of a deal.” The call kept cutting out.

I was with Greg from Succession sitting at this table. There was a girl there too, who I believe he was romantically involved with. I was sitting by them and we were having a conversation, but I felt like a third wheel. I almost felt like a cuck, like I was being shafted somehow. Anyway, Greg said something about psychoanalysis, and this girl who was sitting on the floor nearby overheard him, and then she started talking about psychoanalysis with us, but mainly with me, because, like I said, I was essentially peripheral to Greg and his girlfriend, so it'd make sense for me to engage in a peripheral conversation, near, but not with, the main unit. I mentioned something about dream interpretation to the girl.

I'm filming some police video, but as a joke. I'm carrying around a pillow and we pull up to a house—number 2011. This lady answers and we go in. She starts talking about the house to us. Then the police part stops and it's all about the house. There's a train track above the house. These ghosts travel through the house too and that FREAKS me out. The lady says once you see the ghost then you don't anymore, like if you enter a room you'll see this red ghost fly by but then it won't bother you and can't touch you after that, until you're back in the room again later. But then I'm sitting on the floor in the kitchen with Catherine and Julia and there's apparently a ghost on the floor there, just like sitting there and you can't see it at all but Catherine was petting it like a dog and if you were to walk, you might just walk right into it. Because you can't see it and it's just there.

There in the kitchen I received three fat envelopes in the mail and was told I'd have to “just limp through the airport this time” because Grandma couldn't supply me with crutches. Though, I didn't have a foot injury or anything that I knew of.

It was the last day of precalc 2 class and I was in a dream version of the basement classroom. A lot of kids showed up. I was at a table with R. and he was talking about G.B., who was another TA in this dream, and he was telling me about how she was flirting with him yesterday and he rejected her. I was like “I also hate G.B.” and we smiled knowingly at each other. At the end of class, I went to that table we always put our stuff by and asked if I helped the kids learn anything that semester and they said no.

I ran into Jake B. in Minneapolis and was passively rude to him about his girlfriend, which made him really mad, so he started yelling at me. I didn't want to deal with it though, so I ran away. I had to go through security to exit the building, like one of those meat grinder exit things and I couldn't quite figure it out. I yelled out to the lady in the booth by the exit, I was like, “let me out!! There's a guy chasing me!”

Finally I made it out and was on the street in Minneapolis. Jake was still chasing me. It was raining and dark and I waited to cross the street. I was antsy, obviously, as I was still being chased. Two other people jay walked, so I ran across with them. I realized I didn't have my phone, so I asked a girl near me if I could use hers. She was very defensive and said no and was like really weirded out by me talking to her. I explained I didn't have my phone and I just needed to know where my bus stop was. I patted my whole body to be like “look! No phone!” She relented eventually, like “ok you can use my phone but I have to make my bus too” and I was like “which bus!? Does it go into Minneapolis?” It turned out we took the same bus. So I just kept walking with them, with her group of friends, to that bus. As we were walking, I saw that we were incredibly close to home, like I could literally see Katarina's house. I was like shit ok and decided to just walk home.

I was in a big office in a skyscraper. I'm not sure if it was my office, but I was allowed to be in it. I was drying the carpet of melted snow or something, doing something to the carpet. Once finished, I noticed how big the office was, how open, and how it'd be great for skateboarding. I wanted to walk down to the car to get my skateboard. I left the room, but then went right back into it, to see what the window situation was like and if I could actually skateboard in there without distracting the whole office. I heard girls' voices when I went back inside. I was confused because I didn't know there was another entrance to the room. But there was. This group of young girls came over. They were there to interview me and my boss for the completion of this new office and for something else. They were early, though, so I felt like I had to entertain them until my boss came. Which meant no skateboarding.

I guess we were having some sort of banquet later. The next part of the dream I remember is that we're still in the office, sitting at these tables. Dad is there somewhere. Charlie and the Jersey Shore boys are there too. We're sitting at these tables and my boss comes in. He sits by me and yells at a wait staff member for a spoon. I note mentally how outdated the office looks despite being brand new. And how out of place it looks for the building. The rest of the building's decor is sleek and modern, but the office has wooden paneling all up the walls and ceiling with classic office building carpet, navy blue and nothing fancy.

I'm leaving a mall with Charlie, Catherine, and Nick. Catherine tells me something about how she'll be skiing in some Swiss city that starts with a “B” next year and I feel jealous. Like she really has her life together. The mall is packed with people and I decide I want to get home fast. I start threading through people and pushing toward the escalator. Charlie keeps up and starts racing me. Like a little game. It's fun and I feel jaunty. He's always behind me though, just by a little. We get onto the escalator. Then the escalator stops when we're at the bottom and we just sit there. There are a couple other guys just sitting around too. A guy our age starts to tell us about how he's going to eat these noodles at a shop in the mall then play “leave as fast as you can” meaning run out of the mall quickly after eating the noodles. I thought this was hilarious and told him that.

I was at the mall with Julia listening to Bladee out loud on a speaker. I was looking through this coupon booklet that I got, which I thought was “30 days of Christmas” coupons, but it was actually like “300 years of Christmas” and was showing me what deals they'd have in 2198. I was wearing a bikini, but did not feel self-conscious about it. I felt more self-conscious about playing Bladee in public.

It was the last day of school. I was sitting at a computer by Gabriel S. and some other guy. I was helping them with some classwork. Gabriel made me feel like an inadequate teacher, despite her not knowing the content. It was a weird feeling, like she knew something I didn't, beyond the classwork. I left the room and went out on this balcony. Greg from Succession and some other guy were there. I felt unwanted, like they wanted to just have their little conversation out there without me.

It was like a movie trailer. I wasn't there but was watching. A girl at this diner was eating food with her mom. Someone wanted to harm the girl, it seemed like a horror movie. The waitress came around and cut the girl with a knife, but in a plausible deniability way like often happens in horror movies. The girl pretended she just spilled some hot sauce when her mom looked over. I remember thinking, “why did she do that? Why is she hiding it from her? She's in danger.” Eventually the girl did tell her mom (who was now her dad) that she was in danger, so he brought her to this military base in the Vietnamese jungle.

He began talking to all these guys wearing camo and carrying machine guns. He was like, “please, it's my daughter, can you protect her?” The men were standoffish until they saw he was telling the truth, which happened when the daughter got out of the vehicle and they saw she really existed. They were like, “ok, let's march this woman to safety” and the dad started walking down this clearing in the brush. But the camera (my viewpoint) didn't follow him like I'd expected it to. He just walked away while the camera stayed where it was, which indicated to me that something was going to happen. Like the girl was going to die before she could get to safety. Basically, the area where the plot was was over near the entrance of the camp still.

So I turned around and went back to see what was happening. I peered around a small house, but couldn't really see anything, so I went and hid in these bushes. Thick green bushes, but I wasn't very well hidden. I saw two guys with machetes come around the building, guerrilla fighters (not on the side of the military men). I wasn't very well hidden, so the second guy saw me and started coming at me. I thought for some reason I wouldn't be targeted since it was just a movie and I was the viewer, but as he continued toward me I knew I was going to die. He was smiling this big smile that let me know there was no way of convincing him not to kill me. I felt paralyzed in fear. All I could do was wake myself up.