- cyberia
- Jun 24, 2011
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Do not call me that!
Snuffles was my slave name.
You shall now call me Snowball; because my fur is pretty and white.
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A few nights ago I dreamt that I was at a large outdoor festival with my girlfriend and my family. We were all sitting around a campfire when these helicopters flew overhead and started dropping cars onto the festival. They flew away but vehicles and heavy machinery kept falling from the sky and exploding on the ground. I started running, looking for my girlfriend and trying to find an exit, and was being swept along in a big group of people. Eventually I got away from the crowd and found my girlfriend and that's about all I can remember. It was really weird and vivid, like watching a Michael Bay movie inside my head, but the strangest thing is yesterday (2 days after the dream) I was reading a novel and there was a part where terrorists use cranes to fling cars at people during a war / riot that was eerily reminiscent of my dream.
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