>>2681106I had a dream the bordered on being a vision in which I was in a war. I abandoned my platoon right before they made a fatal mistake that got them all killed. I then had to travel hundreds of miles under the cover of darkness via rural roads and train tracks, lest I be discovered by the enemy or my own military.
After a few days I happened upon an old timey general store with sausages hanging in the window. I broke in, stole duct tape, multi vitamins, fiber pills (is that even real?), pounds and pounds of sausage, a bunch of packs of some kind of flat bread, a bag of candy… and a jar of mustard.
I walked briskly from town, never running. I followed railroad tracks, which led me to some kind of abandoned utility building. It was small, maybe 8’ x 12’, and having not been used in years the door was slightly obscured by small trees. As the sun was rising I set down for the night, my stomach full of smoked kielbasa and pita bread.
I woke up in my own bed, very confused about what just happened. I immediately started searching maps of the Ukraine to figure out where this may have happened, or where it will happen.
>that’s not a day dreamI haven’t been able to stop thinking about it.
