dumpster.
A few nights ago, I dreamed that I found a body in a dumpster. My immediate reaction was, "I CANNOT TELL ANYONE. THEY WILL ALL THINK I KILLED THIS DUDE." I apparently told my dad, and his suggestion was to tell someone, but I decided against that.
The fucking body ended up HAUNTING me throughout my dream, angry that I hadn't told anyone what happened to him. I remember an interesting chase scene where my brother and I were running from south campus to north campus. Odd. My dreams are never this vivid.
As much as it was gross and macabre, I really quite liked the dream. It reminds me of the interesting scenarios our subconscious is able to come up with.
The fucking body ended up HAUNTING me throughout my dream, angry that I hadn't told anyone what happened to him. I remember an interesting chase scene where my brother and I were running from south campus to north campus. Odd. My dreams are never this vivid.
As much as it was gross and macabre, I really quite liked the dream. It reminds me of the interesting scenarios our subconscious is able to come up with.