I've just woken up, and I had some interesting dreams, so I'll post about them while I remember them.
In the first one, I was on a long train ride to some place, and I had my dogs with me (this was nice because they died a while ago). Chirico Cuvie (pic related) was also my dog somehow. I looked out the window and was pleased by the way the landscape went by. I went on 22chan and posted about how this amused me, then I wrote about how strange it was that I regarded the future with what could only be called nostalgia.
In another dream, I was at some nondescript mall restaurant resembling Dairy Queen with one of my brothers. He ordered a meal which had the option of ordering a crepe with it, and he specified that he wanted no crepe. After his order, they held up a crepe and asked if he would like it, saying they would throw it away if he didn't. This angered him somewhat because it was a rather transparent ploy to make him buy the crepe so they wouldn't waste the food. He bought it for that reason, and then they told him that if you buy a meal with a crepe, you pay the price of the meal and the crepe plus an extra dollar. He was PISSED, and he told the lady behind the counter what he thought of that, then I went to the next dream.
I was in a neighborhood in some location I didn't recognize with little grass and a lot of direct sunlight. There was a swing made out of a door tied to a tree. It was near a body of water, but when I tried it, I could not get it to swing far enough to put me in the water, so I gave up. I walked around the neighborhood and witnessed an altercation with the police. I forget the issue but I think they were basically being control freaks over some nonsense law. Someone used a grappling hook on a nearby house, but then didn't actually climb it and instead launched another hook at the cops while they were distracted. It pierced one of their eyes. He fell over and decayed at an alarming rate, and I decided to leave because it was a little disturbing and I didn't want to get in trouble.
Sometime later, I was in some kind of supermarket with an old fren of mine. It was good to see him because we haven't met in a while. We were trying to set up a tabletop RPG campaign, so I went to purchase Pocky. I only had 25 cents, and I discovered that the only Pocky they were selling for that price was used Pocky, which I did not purchase because thPost too long. Click here to view the full text.