Which Dreams Are Made On #6

For the past three nights, my dreams have stuck with me really well. I assume this means I'm coming down with something, but it also means I'd have a lot to say here.

Except... I can't really work up the energy (see: coming down with something). So instead, I'm going to share my notes. I think they're suitably ridiculous.

(Yes, I scribble notes on my phone right after I wake up, with the intent of writing them up later. Don't judge me.)

Sunday Night

Chemical tank. Wood fence. Raptors killed my mother. 9ft raptor. Baby indominus dracorex. Kids & granddad leave.

Yeah, I had a dream where my employer had a site where we'd made water treatment chemicals and dinosaurs. It didn't work out so well.

Monday Night

Weaponised thought behind roadworks. Kraken. Doors, mages, fuzzy toys. House of living (ie, dead) cats.

The kraken was the weaponised thought, and was placed there by the door mages. I, uh, have no idea what's up with the cats.

Tuesday Night

Duel hunted climb ,spinoff, cottagrs ZMAY

I had to give you that one without cleaning it up. ^_^ So it started with a duel between walking tanks, only it turned out it was actually a plan to kill me and use my house in a TV spinoff. Then there were dollshouses in the woods with their lights on... and Theresa May was the one who hunted me down. Sends shivers down my spine just thinking about it.

I wonder what I'll end up with tonight...