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Very weird dream last night:
I was a member of some cartel or something, and I caused the deaths of several people. I can't remember if I directly or indirectly did so - I just remember sitting in an office, on the phone, knowing people were dying because of something I was saying.
Suddenly, I'm on the FBI's Most Wanted List, and a lot of people are looking for me. I know that if I'm found, that I'll get the death penalty. So I run.
I tried hiding at the local college by registering and taking classes, but eventually, they're alerted to my presence. My instructors know who I am, but the students don't. I'm trying to use the resources of the college by sneaking around in the back hallways, avoiding people.
Meanwhile, I'm living in a motel with a group of other people who either don't care who I am or don't know. Every time the motel staff gets the alert, I have to drag all these people along to another motel. Each time, I have to find a place to stash my cache of cash (heh) and figure out how to get around without being noticed.
At one point, all these people are sitting in a very shallow wading pool, covered in my quilt (which is soaking wet), and I'm trying to apologize about being the one who's causing all the uproar. Of course, I don't mention I'm like number one on the FBI's list.
Next scene, I'm trying to walk across a wide pedestrian bridge (a la "Spirited Away") and I'm trying to avoid being seen by a black woman standing in the middle of it. When I reach her position, suddenly all the other people are gone, leaving just her and me. Of course, she sees me.
Very odd - weird that I'm having dreams about doing very illegal crap that I'd never consider doing in waking life. I don't think I got very much actual rest - I'm very out of sorts now.
I was a member of some cartel or something, and I caused the deaths of several people. I can't remember if I directly or indirectly did so - I just remember sitting in an office, on the phone, knowing people were dying because of something I was saying.
Suddenly, I'm on the FBI's Most Wanted List, and a lot of people are looking for me. I know that if I'm found, that I'll get the death penalty. So I run.
I tried hiding at the local college by registering and taking classes, but eventually, they're alerted to my presence. My instructors know who I am, but the students don't. I'm trying to use the resources of the college by sneaking around in the back hallways, avoiding people.
Meanwhile, I'm living in a motel with a group of other people who either don't care who I am or don't know. Every time the motel staff gets the alert, I have to drag all these people along to another motel. Each time, I have to find a place to stash my cache of cash (heh) and figure out how to get around without being noticed.
At one point, all these people are sitting in a very shallow wading pool, covered in my quilt (which is soaking wet), and I'm trying to apologize about being the one who's causing all the uproar. Of course, I don't mention I'm like number one on the FBI's list.
Next scene, I'm trying to walk across a wide pedestrian bridge (a la "Spirited Away") and I'm trying to avoid being seen by a black woman standing in the middle of it. When I reach her position, suddenly all the other people are gone, leaving just her and me. Of course, she sees me.
Very odd - weird that I'm having dreams about doing very illegal crap that I'd never consider doing in waking life. I don't think I got very much actual rest - I'm very out of sorts now.