Just becuase I can't quite say this in 140 characters
The dream I woke up to featured a music school dedicated to Pete Townshend, which was obsessed about retelling the story of how his music was critically influenced by the incident when a large buck crashed through the window of the booth in the turkey shooting range, killing his then-girlfriend. They made everyone sit through VR simulations of it. They also kept printing T-shirts in the wrong sizes.
I've been going through some not-insignificant mental, emotional, and self-identity shifts in the last few weeks. But I'm still confused as to how my brain is apparently processing that.
I've been going through some not-insignificant mental, emotional, and self-identity shifts in the last few weeks. But I'm still confused as to how my brain is apparently processing that.