CJ54 on Nostr: I had a #dream where my brother broke his thumb in a motorcycle race then in Japan ...
I had a #dream where my brother broke his thumb in a motorcycle race then in Japan then we stayed there for him to heal where the doctors and the school hadn't updated their cameras since the 60's and all the photos of my brother's recovery were in black and white.
Then I was riding in a muscle car with my older sister who was driving really fast and aggressively then I back seat slapped her in the face and told her to quit oversteering the turns. Then she stopped the car and broke down crying saying it felt like a punch, then I apologized and then she admitted to not being my sister, but a zombie.
Then she bit me in the arm and I turned to a zombie. BTW my younger sister was behind the car driving a Vespa with a big iPad mounted to the handlebars which was distracting her, but that had nothing to do with anything following.
So I'm a zombie and undead but I somehow retained my years experience with Airsoft so I'm a superzombie and the entire military is dispatched to kill me, but they can't because I'm John Wicking all of them, stealing their M14s and blasting truckloads of their soldiers on the highway as I make my way down the interstate and end up crashing into the Nigerian embassy where I meet the president and shake his hand to get a pardon.
Then I was riding in a muscle car with my older sister who was driving really fast and aggressively then I back seat slapped her in the face and told her to quit oversteering the turns. Then she stopped the car and broke down crying saying it felt like a punch, then I apologized and then she admitted to not being my sister, but a zombie.
Then she bit me in the arm and I turned to a zombie. BTW my younger sister was behind the car driving a Vespa with a big iPad mounted to the handlebars which was distracting her, but that had nothing to do with anything following.
So I'm a zombie and undead but I somehow retained my years experience with Airsoft so I'm a superzombie and the entire military is dispatched to kill me, but they can't because I'm John Wicking all of them, stealing their M14s and blasting truckloads of their soldiers on the highway as I make my way down the interstate and end up crashing into the Nigerian embassy where I meet the president and shake his hand to get a pardon.