And I can’t remember why.. at all. He hasn’t been in a dream in years. I haven’t seen him since 2013 before I left Phoenix, and we haven’t spoken since then either… he’s never done social networking. I hope he’s well.
I was on some made up university campus going to admissions to switch my geography and some other class to audit. They were on the edge of low A’s – high B’s but it was the start of May and I didn’t want to risk them hitting my GPA, and I changed majors and wouldn’t need these classes for graduation anyway. I was signed up with the university gym to use their facilities and pool for an easy one credit elective and I think even though my grades were good I was going to audit that one too. I had memories of the pool from a previous dream come into this one like it was legitimate past experience. This dream referenced a memory from another dream a long time ago. Brains are weird..mmkaye. Ohh this was the best part. I was walking with Thomsen through this grassy area and he was saying something about Lords of Acid playing a show. He handed me some flyer and walked ahead. Passing this lawn area I saw a bunch of romantigoths sitting in plastic white lawn chairs facing this stage. It was so off for so many reasons. They were like ready to see Voltaire perform, not Lords of Acid. I walked up to this one lady and her RBF was not moving. I asked her if this was for LoA and she was all yeah.. Um… okay.. are tickets sold out? Oh yeah, they’re definitely sold out. So I started walking towards the building on my original plan and when I looked back while on the steps I saw them come out on stage thinking I could just walk up and stand around with them like I have the authority to be there and no one would know the difference, or anyone could really do that it’s outdoors.. and then thought what a weird location for this and they’re probably wondering why did they agree to do this show? But good performers will give all their energy on stage no matter the venue or turnout. I’ve seen it. This is my stream of thought in the dream btw. Now that I’m awake I think it was actually a free show and the romantigoth was being an elitist bitch about my questions instead of just being up front and being nice about it.
Later I’m inside a building sitting against a wall trying to determine what to audit classwise and what direction my education is going in, discussing this with a guy I’m sitting next to only feel something and look down and realize he started caressing my thigh. I was wearing pants. Ty for giving me pants dream. But fuck you for having some random dude pet my leg while talking against a wall. Aaaand it’s time to start today.