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I had a freaky dream last night. Why do all the dreams I remember have to be non-normal?
So, I'm at this place, where I see this apartment-like building, with glass doors and glass walls. I originally thought they were entrances to condos or something, but turns out they were entrances to the building itself and the condos were inside.
Almost immediately a real estate agent tells me that "That's where the drug dealers are". And then she offers me to go see inside. (XD)
Iniside, the place is still under reconstruction - it seems like they were moving office desks from the upper floors to lower floors. The crane had one of these desks lashed with chains, and was shaking it (to remove dirt, I guess). But a giant wall of wax fell off of the desk, revealing a whole bunch of honeycomb.
At this point, everyone noticed that there were tons of Honeybees around. I freaked out, I didn't want to get stung. So I bolted, and flew down a number of winding staircases, stepping cautiously in hopes that I don't step on any honeybees (which have practically flooded the stairwell).
When I got to the bottom floor, there were tons of honey bees whizzing around, brushing past my head, and it was fairly dark. I took a leap into the area - and a light flashed across where I was going to land - in a pile of honeybees. Obviously, upon landing, I jumped out of it and ran for my life.
This will become a major motion picture someday, mark my words... :\
I don't like waking up to dreams/nightmares like that. That was around 3:45 in the morning, and I had another dream about a propane burning element, Madonna, and Will Smith. I don't understand.
So, I'm at this place, where I see this apartment-like building, with glass doors and glass walls. I originally thought they were entrances to condos or something, but turns out they were entrances to the building itself and the condos were inside.
Almost immediately a real estate agent tells me that "That's where the drug dealers are". And then she offers me to go see inside. (XD)
Iniside, the place is still under reconstruction - it seems like they were moving office desks from the upper floors to lower floors. The crane had one of these desks lashed with chains, and was shaking it (to remove dirt, I guess). But a giant wall of wax fell off of the desk, revealing a whole bunch of honeycomb.
At this point, everyone noticed that there were tons of Honeybees around. I freaked out, I didn't want to get stung. So I bolted, and flew down a number of winding staircases, stepping cautiously in hopes that I don't step on any honeybees (which have practically flooded the stairwell).
When I got to the bottom floor, there were tons of honey bees whizzing around, brushing past my head, and it was fairly dark. I took a leap into the area - and a light flashed across where I was going to land - in a pile of honeybees. Obviously, upon landing, I jumped out of it and ran for my life.
This will become a major motion picture someday, mark my words... :\
I don't like waking up to dreams/nightmares like that. That was around 3:45 in the morning, and I had another dream about a propane burning element, Madonna, and Will Smith. I don't understand.