[The dream didn't end here, but I don't have time to write more right now. The Tiny Human needs breakfast]
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I waved frantically to a policewoman, who signalled for me to stay inside my apartment.
Then I saw that they had put some sort of gear up to seal the frontdoor to my apartment, so it was airtight and I couldn't get out. (I apparently had a clear-glass window in most of the door. This nightmare had all the bells and whistles.)
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Then the dream resat it's narrative somehow, like I woke up in the dream, but I wasn't in a bed.
I was on the toilet, but in the livingroom of "my apartment". And I think I panicked remembering the first explosion, had to run without finishing up (that itself would be a nightmare, but was trivial compared) and saw police running up the stairs in futuristic hazmat suits, that looked more like police-branded spacesuits, except sleek and stylish.
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I just had a very intense but slow paced nightmare.
It began as a unnaturally awkward family gathering, when suddenly the neighbouring building exploded and then imploded presumably killing everone inside.
I panicked, ended up outside, and the building with "my apartment" exploded similarly, with most of my extended family inside.
gargron told me if this post gets ten thousand boosts he'll give me the website and i will become the new gargron
Maternity leave over (hands the torch to partner), your turn, babe.
Back to jobhunting.
While we were out making breakfast, The Tiny Human managed to not only drag themself over to a potted plant, but also reach up and rip off a leaf, that they then proceded to try to eat.
And thus begins an era of Not Leaving The Tiny Human Alone For Two Seconds.
These days I don't know what to write next.
Chapter 8 of the scifi series about Mike Williams, the next episode of the choose your own adventure where you are a GOD, a new text adventure set in the hp universe about the Nordic magic school, a blog post about hsp or something completely different.... Any suggestions?
Ugh, forgot to renew the certificate again.
Maybe I shouldn't try to host anything others rely on, based on my trackrecord so far...
Six months after luring my girlfriend to use Mastodon regularly, she's now tooting more than me and drawing pixel art orcs and (anthropomorphic) foxes.
"'You have to tell me more, Lay'tek. What is this hearing about? Is it something I have done? What are the consequences if we lose? What is this all about? I don't know anything, I think I might be losing my mind!'
Lay'tek, in the shape of Morgan Freeman, leaned over the desk and padded Mike on the arm."
Chapter 4: Not a lucky number (~500 words).
"Of all the things Mike would expect to find on a spaceship, this wasn't one of them. If Carl had surprised him, then it was nothing compared to how he felt now. Being abducted by a furry alien was like driving a bumper car, while this was backing a truck down a twisted mountain road 80 miles per hour while his pants were on fire. "
Chapter 3: Not the driest palms
"Mike Williams had a very forgettable face. People always seemed to have trouble remembering him. Not his name but him as a person. 'Excuse me, have we met?' they would say and not 'I know I have seen you somewhere before!'. At social events, people would introduce themselves even though they had already met."
Chapter 2: Not a familiar face
Catch up on Chapter 1: Not a normal day:
"Mike Williams was an extremely normal person. If you can use the word "extremely" about someone who is absolutely not extreme in any way, that is. He lived in a small house in a medium-sized town. Not a Big City, but not a small village either. He didn't hate his job but was as fond of it as he could be. He worked at a helpdesk and answered the same ten questions asked in one hundred different rude ways over and over again."
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