Not me waking up at 3 AM from a nightmare where I died for no fucking reason.
Apparently, I (35M) lent my brother (33M) one of my cars (29Car). I also apparently didn’t tell him which one to take, so he took my '97 Honda that was driving on a wheel with no tire on (the real, non-dream version is sitting on all four tires btw). He was driving our youngest brother (22M) around in it. I thought he’d take something nicer and newer even though literally zero of my three vehicles are as new as his own (7Truck). Anyway, when I saw him in that car, I made him swap with me so I could put the spare on it and get it home.
I was back in my neighborhood suddenly (as in I drove for all of 1.7 seconds), on my way to the tire shop when out of nowhere, a group of nice young gentlemen with shaved heads, no faces, and white t shirts were in the street, aiming firearms at me. I didn’t notice this until it was too late. I stopped the car to avoid hitting them. Then I saw the guns. Then the guns were firing.
Fucking annoying shit. I already had a hell of a time going to sleep. Now I have to be up at 3 AM because I died in my dream. I’m fine, just extremely annoyed.
Not me waking up at 3 AM from a nightmare where I died for no fucking reason.
Apparently, I (35M) lent my brother (33M) one of my cars (29Car). I also apparently didn’t tell him which one to take, so he took my '97 Honda that was driving on a wheel with no tire on (the real, non-dream version is sitting on all four tires btw). He was driving our youngest brother (22M) around in it. I thought he’d take something nicer and newer even though literally zero of my three vehicles are as new as his own (7Truck). Anyway, when I saw him in that car, I made him swap with me so I could put the spare on it and get it home.
I was back in my neighborhood suddenly (as in I drove for all of 1.7 seconds), on my way to the tire shop when out of nowhere, a group of nice young gentlemen with shaved heads, no faces, and white t shirts were in the street, aiming firearms at me. I didn’t notice this until it was too late. I stopped the car to avoid hitting them. Then I saw the guns. Then the guns were firing.
Fucking annoying shit. I already had a hell of a time going to sleep. Now I have to be up at 3 AM because I died in my dream. I’m fine, just extremely annoyed.