Last night I had one of the strangest dream sequences I can remember. There were at least five different adventures all melded together, with random changes in the cast. I'll recount the two that seem to make a tiny bit of sense.
First involved Andrew Schwartz at his finest. We were walking through a crowd at a music festival and ran across some guy whose eyes were glazed over, and was repeatedly collapsing to the ground. He was fucked up on drugs and such. Andrew and I decided to help him, and put his arms around our shoulders. We carried him to a general store or something like that.
This is where things got weird. Andrew goes up to the clerk and shouts "This guy needs morphine, right now!" The clerk said something along the lines of "I don't think so; he looks fucked up". Somehow Andrew convinced the clerk to give the guy morphine, and then a few things happened that I can't quite remember. The morphine man disappeared from my dreamscape at some point. The clerk then came back to the counter, and Andrew ordered a bunch of outdoors supplies. His total came out to $96.00. The clerk said "Those travel hammocks are awesome". Andrew took his hammock and other supplies and we left.
Some other dreams flashed in and out, but the final one of the night was pretty vivid. I was climbing up a cliff on some vines, and was holding a piece of rope in my teeth with a chunk of concrete attached to the other end. I made it to the top and my arms gave out. I fell backwards off the cliff, and then I woke up just before hitting the ground. I went downstairs, made some coffee and then turned on my computer. The end.
That's a pretty awesome dream.
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