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Realistic dream.

Wouldn't it be nice to dream of working as a security guard at a nightclub just so that on the weekends, again in a dream, you could spend time in some elite Asian restaurant or a Samsung store?

I had a dream today (or yesterday) that I was in a supermarket that I sometimes visit in real life. I took a carton of milk and a large Twix bar. But it turned out that I didn't have enough money (relatable) and had to choose just one. I chose the Twix bar. And I noticed that there were no other customers in the supermarket. I even asked at the checkout why there was no one else. But I don't think anyone answered me, and I woke up.
I'm having some really interesting dreams lately. At least I'm not dreaming about my exams or student discounts.

https://naked-science.ru/article/sci/vitamin-pozvolit-smotret-sny-v

Take some vitamin B6, and then you'll have enough money in your dreams to buy a carton of milk, a Twix bar, and even throw a party with the saleswoman!

and go to a party with the saleswoman!

No, thank you. I'd rather just fly through space and burn up in a star's explosion. Or not remember anything at all.

Alone in the supermarket, just like in life.

A new eye is available for purchase, but it hasn't been stocked yet.

It seems I had the most vivid dream last night (or maybe the night before). I was a king. I never quite figured out what I was king of; there were only a few dozen subjects, and my domain consisted of, at best, a single city block, or more likely, just a few separate buildings. But the clear thought in my head was that I was the king. It started with someone attacking my territory, but I had no army. To defend myself, I wanted to form an alliance with Poland, and luckily, the Polish embassy was located next to my residence. But then a spatial paradox occurred, and I ended up somewhere completely different. I don't remember this part; in fact, I don't remember much from the dream. After another spatial paradox, I returned to my residence, and a familiar girl (we were both around thirty in the dream) greeted me. We had a conversation like this:
-- Hey.
-- Hi. I see you haven't achieved much in life...
-- Excuse me? I'm the king.
-- Yeah, right, haha.
I got so upset that I woke up, but then I fell asleep again. My subjects greeted me; they looked and acted like the kids from the movie "The Mist." They were all happy that the king had arrived and that he would help them. During the brief time I was awake, the king had completely forgotten his military plans, what he was being attacked for, where his army was, and who he was allied with. The first advisor said something like, "We have far more allies than you think..." I woke up. I hope someone went to the Polish embassy, and my kingdom was able to withstand the invaders.

No thanks, I'm good. I'd rather just fly through space and burn up in a star's explosion. Or not remember anything at all.

Take 80-100 mg of baclofen in the evening, and you'll fly through space like Pistolen in "Expedition to Mars." And then you won't remember anything.

Do you need to fly around and memorize the map, or does it not matter if you don't memorize it?

Good dream, Alex.

I hope someone still went to the Polish embassy, and my kingdom was able to withstand the invaders.

More likely, it was like this: Poland entered the war, and the invader decided that instead of your kingdom of 20 people, it would be better to conquer Poland. Which he successfully did in a couple of hours.

Today, I dreamt about Hostor... There was something about the undead, in the style of "The Shadow of Death," and we were trying to survive.

lol, I had such a weird dream that it's no surprise I woke up several times, but then fell back asleep and exceeded my desired wake-up time by five hours. Too bad I don't remember it well. It all started with some idiot setting up a mortar in the yard and aiming it at my house. I shook my head at him, as if to say that he shouldn't do that, and he smiled (as if he understood) and aimed it a little in a different direction, and then fired. It was still my house, but there were other apartments there, so it didn't affect me. I thought about calling the police, but he had already run away, and I thought, "never mind," and went back to playing something on the computer. Then I was taken to some kind of military facility where there were both men and women, and I don't know what the point of it was. I ended up there (suddenly) with my brother and two sisters. Well, time passed, and then some kind of nonsense started happening, the details of which I've already forgotten (and not just in my real life, but also in the dream). After some time, problems started. Someone, along with their girlfriends, began to accuse me of sexual harassment and subsequently blackmail me with it (apparently, there was very strict punishment for that in the place where I was), even though I couldn't understand how it happened and, apart from vague memories about it, I had nothing else. That day, before we went our separate ways, one of the "victim's" girlfriends whispered to me, laughing, that she could manipulate memories and that I was screwed. Of course, I didn't want to leave it at that, so I started developing a plan on how to get out of this situation. When I shared the details of the incident with my brother, he got a little angry and went to "sort things out," which made everything even worse. As a result, all four of us became outcasts and victims of bullying. I kept thinking about what to do next, until one day a siren went off, signaling that we all needed to gather and march somewhere, lol. Well, because of all the recent problems, I had trouble preparing for something like that, and I had to go in summer sneakers, even though it was already winter. For some reason, I remember very well how my feet were freezing while we were all marching somewhere. Well, the last part was like a shooter. Some kind of base infested with monsters. We had armored and spacious vehicles with machine guns attached to them, as well as personal weapons - well, it was standard: an automatic rifle and a pistol. I don't remember the details very well, but these monsters either killed opponents with their sharp limbs or put them to sleep, and they were covered with some kind of disgusting stuff, eventually becoming like cocoons or eggs, and when the incubation period was over, they crawled out of them and also became monster-like. Well, during the dream, I saw many people die, but it didn't come to any logical conclusion. The only funny thing is that, apparently, I had a special relationship with the medic in our squad, and she looked like Mercy from Overwatch, lol.
That's it.

I had a dream that I was riding in a train with a dachshund on a leash. And then I was playing with it in my apartment. I would give it all sorts of things made of many parts, and it would move them with its paw. Once, it peed on my floor.
That's it.

Good thing it was just a dream...