>>20047774>>20047702>>20047809Last dream I remember having we (5-10 people I don't know) were looking for someone. The process involved walking up to houses and sticking your hand into mailboxes attached to the houses.
There was a house with about 5-6 mailboxes. Guy next to me sticks his arm in it. He's shoulder deep. Mail box bites it off. Blood is squirting out of it. The other people are screaming. I'm confused as fuck now. Armless bro is stone faced.
There's still 4-5 boxes left to check on this house. He sticks his other arm in another one to check. Shoulder deep again. Rips his other arm off. More blood. More screaming. I'm calmly watching, standing maybe a foot to his left. More confused why he had the balls to go a second time.
I wake up. Normally I have an elevated heart rate from a dream like this. I felt nothing. Just well rested.
Now for context, I was having immense shoulder pain for over a year at this time. Nerve pain down to my finger tips. It's healed up now. But thinking about this dream made me realize just now, I was the stone faced guy sticking my arm in watching myself in third person. I felt nothing. I am desensitized to the spectacle of violence, even in my own dreams.
