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I had a dream last night. If you haven't heard any of my dreams, then let me tell you... you're in for an unusual experience.
I dream I'm lifeguarding at a swim center. Everything is all fine and good, I'm walking around with one of my friends, and for some reason I spit into my hand. Another employee sees me and a disgusted expression crosses her face. Embarrassed, I run to a hose to wash it off. After doing so I try to find her to tell her that I am clean, but she left. Either that or she was avoiding me, oh well. I take my stand and there's this kid running around. His mom comes up to me and says that he has some head issues. I tell her that I will keep an eye on him, and as he's running around, he bends over to look at something...
and then his head falls off.
I dash over to him and grab the head, and then the mom appears out of nowhere, takes it from me, and puts it back on the kid's body. She tells me it's allright, and then I go back to my stand. The kid then tries to do a somersault and then his head falls off again. This happens about 10 to 12 more times. After about the thirteenth time, they leave and I leave my stand. Suddenly a group of people come up to me, put my head in a vice and strap me down to a table. I try to scream in protest, but they put something over my mouth. My boss then comes up with a needle and sticks it into my arm. He then picks up this nasty-looking, thin, black gun with a nozzle pointing downward, possibly containing some kind of needle. He says to me:
"despite the painkillers we just gave you, this is going to hurt A LOT!"
I woke up and didn't go back to bed. I don't really want to go to work today.
I dream I'm lifeguarding at a swim center. Everything is all fine and good, I'm walking around with one of my friends, and for some reason I spit into my hand. Another employee sees me and a disgusted expression crosses her face. Embarrassed, I run to a hose to wash it off. After doing so I try to find her to tell her that I am clean, but she left. Either that or she was avoiding me, oh well. I take my stand and there's this kid running around. His mom comes up to me and says that he has some head issues. I tell her that I will keep an eye on him, and as he's running around, he bends over to look at something...
and then his head falls off.
I dash over to him and grab the head, and then the mom appears out of nowhere, takes it from me, and puts it back on the kid's body. She tells me it's allright, and then I go back to my stand. The kid then tries to do a somersault and then his head falls off again. This happens about 10 to 12 more times. After about the thirteenth time, they leave and I leave my stand. Suddenly a group of people come up to me, put my head in a vice and strap me down to a table. I try to scream in protest, but they put something over my mouth. My boss then comes up with a needle and sticks it into my arm. He then picks up this nasty-looking, thin, black gun with a nozzle pointing downward, possibly containing some kind of needle. He says to me:
"despite the painkillers we just gave you, this is going to hurt A LOT!"
I woke up and didn't go back to bed. I don't really want to go to work today.