Dreams. Auto-translated

I had a dream that it was lunchtime at work, and I was walking to McDonald's, but I couldn't seem to get there. I was getting angry and frustrated because lunchtime was about to end, and I wouldn't have time to eat. When I woke up, I realized that I wasn't very hungry. Now it's lunchtime, and I still don't feel like eating.

You’ll want it when it’s over.

It’s good that I work from home and can eat and work at the same time.

A bowl of lard is always within reach.

In the first dream, I dreamt that I was leading an expedition. Unlike most dreams, in reality, nothing changed, and I still had to lead the expedition. And in the second dream, a former classmate became a gigolo. In real life, he recently married some old hag, although maybe it's just a bad photo + makeup. He was considered quite the handsome guy and came from a decent family. We thought he would have a lot of fun, but he ended up settling down quickly.

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And in the third dream, I dreamt that I was fighting with a saber against a fencer, and he beat me up. In real life, I had to fight a fencer again in training. He completely messed up my arm; I don't know if it will even bend tomorrow.

He was still considered quite the handsome fellow and came from a decent family. They thought he would enjoy his youth to the fullest, but he was the first to settle down.

Those are usually the first to fall.

By the way, I dreamt last night that I was writing awesome quests for experience points. I woke up an hour before my alarm and even considered writing them down, but I decided against it and went back to sleep.

And while I was sleeping and drinking heavily, my memory was half gone. Luckily, I sometimes record my experiments.

I dreamed again that Heroist appeared on HeroesWorld.

I had many dreams, but in one of them, I was something like a dragon hunter. I walked through a dense and fantastical forest, looking into various secluded places that are a bit difficult to describe in words. Sometimes it could be something like a den, but in a hill or mound, with tunnels and passages inside, partially entwined with roots, and some of them simply hanging down from above (if you've played Gothic 2, you might remember the first encounter with an orc and his cave, and maybe some other ones). Often, they were empty, and there were almost no signs of life. But then I entered another small cave (not the one Nebok was thinking about) and carefully made my way through the roots and earth until I came to a small, rounded room, which in size could be compared to a two-room apartment, but with higher "ceilings." In the center of it was a dragon (roughly, you understand what size?), who seemed to be sleeping, but apparently not very soundly, as he was moving. I don't know, maybe he was just getting comfortable, or maybe he was starting to wake up. At the same time, he wasn't lying down, but rather coiled around something that was standing in the center. For some reason, it seems to me that he was purple, like the fairytale dragons in Heroes of Might and Magic 3. And maybe there were various objects in the cave, like a cauldron, books, and other magical items. I just didn't look around for long and quickly decided to get out of there because I got scared, and it seems like I needed to tell someone about the find. Apparently, the dream was inspired by the Wheel of Time series (there was an episode with a cave, and the forest is in every episode), plus my friend and I were discussing Gothic, Elex, and Fable.

I wandered through a dense and enchanting forest, exploring various hidden spots that are somewhat difficult to describe in words.

I don't think she would let anyone peek into her private space... although it's not a given that she even has one.

Why do you need permission? Just take a look; you have a sword in your hand.

Basically, I dreamt of a cool girl, but with a catch (not the one Nebok thought of). She was a demon or something like that. That is, she had a normal human appearance, even an attractive one (otherwise, it wouldn't be in my dreams), but she could also take on other forms (a demon and other people, or 50/50, etc.). I only remember the anime-demonic version, i.e., the body doesn't really change (only the outfit), but black eyes, dark hair, maybe horns, and something else appear; I don't remember it very well. I didn't like it when she did that, and I asked her not to take on that form (nor other forms either), but sometimes she did it on purpose to annoy me. Her personality was playful and a little whimsical. In her normal form, she had light hair and partially resembled one of my acquaintances, maybe even two. We were constantly running around, hugging, and doing all sorts of things, while also doing something else. I remember talking to some guy, I think he was a locksmith, and either he needed something from us, or we needed something from him. The locations sometimes changed to something bizarre, reminiscent of "Fall Guys": D, and in one of those, we fought some huge creature, but I only remember jumping on some huge vases (seriously, like in a game), while running away from someone, maybe other demons, or trying to outrun someone and get something. My memories of this are very vague. But the communication was so easy and pleasant, as it often is in such dreams, maybe because of the sincerity and openness that exist in them. Some people find their ideal in anime, and others in dreams... You and I prefer fictional girls, but we are not the same

I dreamt that I got tired of everything, went to a forest near Moscow, and started living off the land. I sneaked into a overgrown parking lot where both good foreign cars and Lada 2105s were abandoned, and modestly took a Lada, which probably no longer had an owner. Then I won a street race in that Lada.
And I also climbed onto the territory of an abandoned factory, cut off a piece of the iron roof with a file, and made various tools and utensils from it. After a while, the factory manager found me and caught up to me, and I spent a long time verbally proving to him that, from a legal point of view, the building was not in use, so everything was fine and I was an honest person.

I dreamt about being in the army. In the first dream, I stole a medic's car and drove into town. I remember there were a lot of potholes on the road, and I had a minor accident, got into a fight with some jerk, and damaged the car, but not badly – just the headlight and fender. Then I bought a bottle of either soda or beer and drove back to base, relaxed – I still had a long time to serve. I was a little worried about the checkpoint, but I got through without any problems, even though I didn't have a pass. Later, I found out that half the base was looking for me; they thought I had deserted. A familiar sergeant said he could have warned me about being absent and gave me a light slap on the back of the head. I brushed him off, saying, "What's all the fuss about such a small thing?" and went to report to either the captain or Palych. In the second dream, I was sent to the central post, but in the dream, it wasn't a normal post; it was more like a giant barracks. I had to complete some task for the senior sergeant – either find something, steal something, or later make something – typical senior sergeant requests, but something not entirely legal. So, I disguised myself as a civilian and hid from familiar officers and even my fellow recruits. In the end, while wandering around the giant barracks, I ran into some of my comrades, and they started bombarding me with questions: "Hey, weren't you supposed to be on duty? Why are you dressed like a civilian? Come have lunch with us. Let's move some stuff later. Why didn't you tell us anything?" "That's exactly why I didn't tell you; you're annoying. I'm here incognito, so don't say a word to anyone," I replied and continued on my way through the giant barracks. There were a lot of civilians there, and it was very crowded. People were constantly doing everyday things, eating, doing laundry; it was like a labyrinth of overcrowded rooms, and I also had to make sure the officers didn't catch on. And then I was testing a flamethrower. I filled it with some junk, like metal shavings and nails, so it would not only burn but also have a shrapnel effect. Maybe that's what the senior sergeant wanted me to assemble, but that was in a different dream.