>>11259232>out in shed/barn/shop fixing a wobbly table leg that's wife's heirloom or some shit with my son watching/"helping">"my boys, come eat dinner " but in what sounds like Russian or some shit but I still understand it>the sun is setting, the mosquitoes are out, and the sounds of the end of the day are subsiding into the sounds of night>the wife has made some sort of potato and pork thing with rolls>at the table I see my wife, my son, two daughters, and nothing but smiles >suddenly have to pee>staring peeing at the table>oh fuck>wake upI want my dreams to be more than memes (minus the pissing at the dinner table part).
