Last night’s dream consisted of going to school with Emma Watson and sitting next to her in math class. From what I gather we flirted as much as you can in math class, which was awesome, yet G rated since even my subconcious cant quite get used to her being ≥18.
At some point it also involved me going to stay at a log cabin by a lake in the mountains. And since it was a dream the lake had 1/4 sized dolphins swimming around in it.
If there was ever a time to not wake up, this would be it.
Last nights dream consisted of me traveling around the countryside by car, and through marketing tactics, eliminating things that were boring or unsightly so that the better designed and stylized versions would be the only option.
It was an intensive, illogical process that involved buying up mass amounts of property and inventory but it left entire towns looking clean, minimal, beautiful…
Places names were changed to erase all memory of their anesthetically-centric pasts.
This was all somehow possible since the makeovers made property value skyrocket, so the improvements paid for themselves after whoever/whatever I was a representative of owned essentially everything in sight.
Also, not sure of the significance of this but it was my responsibility to transport the body of a Rabbi who had died on the Palestinian side of Israel, in super secret spy ways so as to not start a new war. But the decided way of the body changing hands was that I had to stop my car sideways in the middle of this 2 lane road in the middle of rolling fields of wheat next to the Palestinian’s Rolls Royce. Then the Hasidic Jews riding in my car hopped out and oversaw the Palestinians loading the corpse into my back seat, then proceeding to walk along the road as if nothing had happened.
This would have all been less stressful if at the exact moment the two cars are perpendicular to the lanes of travel, a deluge of traffic showed up on the previously deserted highway.
But, all went well and I guess ‘the war’ was averted.