Garage Tussle
The first part of my dream was weird and seems very unrelated to the second part but they both take place in the same scene i think.. I was in my garage with some other people I know, I forget who, but for some reason we said we were in Maryland. I was looking at what was basically a year book that Anatoly and his friends had made themselves (which I wish he did in real life, that would be amazing). My friend Mike Ferone from Rutgers was also in the year book for some reason... I don't really remember much more about the book except that it had a lot of guido's in it.
The second part is where shit escalated. I can't even remember why but I became murderously mad at Alberto. I stabbed him with something and kept like laying a beat down on him while he was sitting in this chair, but he just would not die. He would keep getting knocked out for a couple seconds and then waking back up. I was kinda angry about that and I was also very nervous about getting caught. Especially since he just kept waking back up. I could never murder someone in real life, I'd be way to nervous.
That was basically all I could remember from the dream. I wish I could stop having violent dreams...
The second part is where shit escalated. I can't even remember why but I became murderously mad at Alberto. I stabbed him with something and kept like laying a beat down on him while he was sitting in this chair, but he just would not die. He would keep getting knocked out for a couple seconds and then waking back up. I was kinda angry about that and I was also very nervous about getting caught. Especially since he just kept waking back up. I could never murder someone in real life, I'd be way to nervous.
That was basically all I could remember from the dream. I wish I could stop having violent dreams...
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