I just had the craziest dream this guy was creating some start up but had some Killgrave level manipulation going and I was considering relocating back to the southwest for it before I found out and it was a mess, and BB was there and that was good, but everything else was bad. Everyone was going along with it, and I was just trying to figure out if I’d just commute between cities until my lease in Seattle was up, or try to buy it out, or get set up in the SW and then fly up and be remote and then visit occasionally. Things seemed settled and I went to nap and that whole dream in a dream thing happened. I was wandering around and then in a room and thought my laptop might have been SOL with malware and was super upset about it. Then some other guy was in my bed talking to me about a bunch of weird stuff while I sat in this recliner but it wasn’t my room so I guess it was a guest room? Then I woke up and was on my own, and then there were these two chicks discussing sex positions and trying to diagram them and then demonstrate with me and that was weird.
Then I woke up back in the SW and the guy with the start up was driving on what looked like the 101 during rush hour and he pulled over on the shoulder from the HOV lane and asked if I wanted to make out and I was like sure, and we did but all I could think was why are we doing this and why did I agree since I’m not into it? And how is this happening in a parked car on the freeway. And something else seemed off and when I turned to look I saw a police car with their lights on (no siren) that was behind us, slowly back up in reverse, and then left. And I looked at the guy and he was staring the cop down to manipulate him to leave and I was all… oh !@#$.
And I tried to call of out and no one believed me. BB didn’t believe me. I got a message on my phone saying “run” and then some dark gunmetal colored liquid spiky things started coming after me and I started to run out of the house but realized I was only in my pajamas but was like fuck it. Eventually I was cornered and complied with the image that I was going along with everything. Everyone seemed happy. I was walking around this party in Phoenix and it was some weird mesh of the goth, rave, and fetish scenes. Then I was wandering some apartment complex and then ended up elsewhere and saw the guy and thought it was gonna go baaaaaad and Idk if he had a change of heart or was faking it but acknowledged some things and went off to discuss them with a couple other people. I was across the street looking at merch I’m different kiosks and then was about to go back. I checked my phone for updates, and then in the end everyone was uploading the Taco Bell logo to the comments on some post online. Super weird.