Dream Log – January 28th, 2012
Had one the night before, but only remember a very small bit of it, but I’ll say what I remember then start with todays.
Yesterday, the small bit I remember was one of my roommate’s asking another for money. Then when they were refused, they got incredibly pissed and threatened to leave. I asked my roommate what he wanted money for, and they replied: “A tattoo.”
Then today, from what I remember: Shaquille O’Neal took me and a bunch of old friends to Jack In The Box to eat. I had ordered a meal, but didn’t pay for it. And then the person who took my order handed me a whole bunch of money back as change. Shaq got mad and told me to return it. I told him I didn’t need nor want to. He then took everyone else and left me there. After exiting the Jack In The Box, my head started throbbing and I had put my hands on both sides of it. I had screamed as loud as I could, then all of a sudden I had transformed into… something. I don’t know how to explain it exactly. But I was bigger, stronger, faster. Then it all gets hazy from there.
I’ll have to start writing these as soon as I wake up, so that they’re easier to remember.
