Last night I had a dream that I was in a fictional place in Philadelphia. I was at a "hipster house" and there was a beautiful girl that I knew. Another beautiful girl lived next door and I said to the girl I knew “You have a very pretty neighbor,” and she said “I have a very pretty neighbor,” simultaneously. It was like a city street with row houses but there was a parking lot to one side with a bank and a convenience store set back a little.
I took some “acid” and then I couldn’t move very well. It was like my legs were sometimes paralyzed and my entire motor system was out of whack. There was a music concert that night. I saw Bradford Cox standing outside one of the houses and I asked him where to buy the orange ecstasy pills. My friend told me he bought some really good orange ones. Bradford told me that after the show everyone was going to hang out at a skate park. He told me to meet back up with him there. I asked one of my friends how far away the skate park was and he said far. He said it was like an hour drive.
I could barely walk and I was feeling nervous about parking my car in the parking lot so I moved it down the street to a metered parking space. After that I went into the convenience store and I picked out a few things and got in line for the register. While standing in line some black guy got my attention and I turned around. He looked into my eyes and saw they were dilated and said something about me being fucked up. I was nervous so I turned around but then I looked back at him and gave him a “thumbs up.” When I walked out of the store I realized I had left most of the things I bought on the counter.
During this dream I woke up several times feeling scared. I tried to tell myself to stop the effects of the drugs. Then I fast forwarded to the concert venue. There was a space between the crowd and the stage with a trampoline. The crowd was packed to the barrier. I was one of the only ones on the trampoline and in the space right in front of the stage. There was no security preventing anyone from going in there so I assumed that no one liked the band that was playing. There was a guy lying on the trampoline swimming like a fish and scooting backwards until he started kicking the people in the crowd. I tried to warn him he was about to hit the crowd but he didn't hear me.
When the band stopped playing I started jumping on the trampoline as high as I could. I almost hit the ceiling and then a voice from the stage said “No jumping high on the trampoline,” so I stopped. The whole time I was still looking for ecstasy. My friend came walking up and I asked him if he had any and he said that he knew someone that had just bought 100 pills for 1 dollar. The End.
I took some “acid” and then I couldn’t move very well. It was like my legs were sometimes paralyzed and my entire motor system was out of whack. There was a music concert that night. I saw Bradford Cox standing outside one of the houses and I asked him where to buy the orange ecstasy pills. My friend told me he bought some really good orange ones. Bradford told me that after the show everyone was going to hang out at a skate park. He told me to meet back up with him there. I asked one of my friends how far away the skate park was and he said far. He said it was like an hour drive.
I could barely walk and I was feeling nervous about parking my car in the parking lot so I moved it down the street to a metered parking space. After that I went into the convenience store and I picked out a few things and got in line for the register. While standing in line some black guy got my attention and I turned around. He looked into my eyes and saw they were dilated and said something about me being fucked up. I was nervous so I turned around but then I looked back at him and gave him a “thumbs up.” When I walked out of the store I realized I had left most of the things I bought on the counter.
During this dream I woke up several times feeling scared. I tried to tell myself to stop the effects of the drugs. Then I fast forwarded to the concert venue. There was a space between the crowd and the stage with a trampoline. The crowd was packed to the barrier. I was one of the only ones on the trampoline and in the space right in front of the stage. There was no security preventing anyone from going in there so I assumed that no one liked the band that was playing. There was a guy lying on the trampoline swimming like a fish and scooting backwards until he started kicking the people in the crowd. I tried to warn him he was about to hit the crowd but he didn't hear me.
When the band stopped playing I started jumping on the trampoline as high as I could. I almost hit the ceiling and then a voice from the stage said “No jumping high on the trampoline,” so I stopped. The whole time I was still looking for ecstasy. My friend came walking up and I asked him if he had any and he said that he knew someone that had just bought 100 pills for 1 dollar. The End.
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