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I had one like that at work. Nothing special; you can record on your phone's voice recorder.

but with more button-mashing action

Then you might as well get one with buttons and a tape recorder.

You need to write down the dream as soon as you wake up, right away. Otherwise, you will forget most of it.

as a succubus, I was chilling on a cruise liner

😱

turned out to be a demon hunter who decided to raid this liner.

Considering what happens on these cruise liners, there is no point in raiding them. You should immediately sink the entire ship and then finish off the survivors.

I have a book about Illidan. Now everyone has forgotten about him; they're all riding scooters now.

Before, I would spend days and nights sitting at my laptop and PC, but now that's all over. I turn it on a couple of times a week for a few hours, listen to some music, and then go to sleep. I've become quite an old man

Today I remembered a dream; it wasn't particularly interesting, though

I don't remember the beginning as always, but there was a conversation with someone about running, after which I actually started running (most likely it was a bet about technique or something like that, as if I knew everything, lol). I started near my former school, then through some unknown courtyards, and then I remember it being evening on the street, and while running past a pretty girl, I slowed down. She noticed this, said something about it, and I replied that I was just tired and decided to rest for a bit by slowing down. After that, she walked a little ahead, turned around, and said something again, and I answered her again, and we started talking. By the way, at that moment it was winter on the street, I think, judging by her winter clothes (or she’s crazy). Now we are standing at the bus stop and chatting; she is waiting for the bus, and in order not to interrupt our acquaintance, we decided to exchange contacts. I didn't take my phone with me on the run and couldn't write down her number, so I decided to give her mine. She gave me her smartphone so that I could enter the number myself or something like that. Having done that, I swiped the screen, scrolling through some messages until a video appeared, which automatically started playing. The recording was from prison, where guys had another person hanging and were inflicting injuries on him. He was all covered in bruises, cuts, etc. And I ended up seeing the moment when one of the tormentors began cutting off a piece of meat from his leg with a knife, such a small hollowed-out piece (that's what happens when you watch something reckless before going to sleep). I immediately turned everything off and froze. In fact, I don't quite remember if I managed to enter my contact information or not because I held the smartphone in my hands for some time and hesitated about what to do next. Then somehow this guy from the video appeared. It turned out that he was her ex or something like that. He started persuading me not to stop communicating with her, saying that we should exchange contacts and stuff. Maybe she said something too, or maybe she just stood there silently. Anyway, as I understood it, this guy wasn’t worried about what happened; he was probably some kind of masochist, and those guys weren't random people either. Perhaps she asked them to do this to him; I don't know why, but he didn't mind, given the situation. This made me even more doubtful because by interacting with her, you could end up in a similar situation, and refusing to interact would also lead to problems. It seemed that avoiding such situations might be easier in the first case. Here, I think I woke up. Although I still remember a fragment where I am walking around some apartments with a girl (maybe her), as if we are choosing one of them or looking for something. But did this happen before or after? I don't remember.

As I understand it, the meaning of the dream is that if a girl starts talking to you on the street, you should be careful because they usually don't do that.

Understood; I don't talk to strangers.

I had another stupid dream. I ended up at basketball practice with all sorts of curly-haired guys. But that's completely pointless because they definitely wouldn't take me there based on my age, firstly, and secondly, I'm a wreck and weakling.

I dreamed that for some reason I started playing DFO again.

I spent the whole night dreaming. First, there was something plot-driven, partly even about HeroesWorld, because I remember that Ment had a separate section on the forum for mafia, which was called "My Mafia". I don't remember who I was telling this name to, but it was clearly inspired by the subforum for experience. Then I was telling someone that I can fly in my dreams and even tried to demonstrate it, but for some reason it didn't feel like a true flight to me, even though it was one. Maybe I couldn't fly properly because of that. After that, there was some kind of storyline from the early 20s, apparently around World War I, where I had to cross a guarded small bridge in Europe with other people, although maybe it was a movie about some Italians — in any case, I only remembered a girl. All of this then turned into a local TV series, and I was already on the set, either acting in it or just watching. Action started — shooting, a chase. I remember a moment when a guy sped up on some one-seater thing with wheels, jumped off a ramp made of a barrel and plywood, before that he apparently fired (or who knows where the second part came from) some thing forward, and after the ramp he landed his bucket of bolts right into that thing, and it all instantly transformed into an airplane. I immediately noted that Hollywood and Bollywood are clearly far from such tricks. I don't remember how it all ended, but by the end I was already watching it all from the air, and maybe I flew off in pursuit, or maybe just somewhere. I remember flying past some fields, then over a lake in the city, into which I could have fallen, because I was flying low and maybe feared that a fish would jump out of it. Then there was a small swamp with a tiny island in the center, where I noticed a couple. At first it seemed like they were having a picnic there, because there was a blanket on the ground, but I had a feeling it could have been some kind of photoshoot, since costumes and possibly a third person were visible. Or maybe it was a picnic after a wedding, or just a date in the swamp? Anyway, they seemed to be lying there; I didn't bother to look closely. By that point I was already feeling tired and wasn't controlling the flight very well — namely, I couldn't properly maintain altitude, turn, or maybe speed either. After the swamp, houses appeared, and I almost crashed into one of them when I flew around a corner. I also thought at that moment that I could have looked into people's windows, but I didn't, because they could have caught me, and it's bad in general. Turning the corner, I was already on my street, and flying along that house, I ended up in my grandmother's apartment, almost knocking over the wall-mounted kitchen cabinets (being on the wall side, which is strange, since they're attached to the wall. Maybe I'm like a ghost? :o), then I was fixing various little bottles that were on a shelf above the stove and were quite high up — I was even surprised why it was there at all, since you can't reach it from the floor. Anyway, mundane nonsense started, and I woke up lol.

Yesterday there was also a lot of stuff, including HeroesWorld-related things, even with some freaks, like in cartoons or games (possibly inspired by adventures from experience), i.e., we weren't ourselves but characters, and not all of us were human — there was some big yellow guy or something like that, who knows. Too bad I didn't remember anything else.

I dreamed that for some reason I started playing DFO again.

It's a good game because of that.

I had a dream that I was in Tsarist Russia. Anyway, some general or count was fattening me up in a restaurant, then I suddenly turned into a Spartan and was hitting some knight on the helmet. Then a railway appeared, half toy-like, and I was fleeing from someone on it. Then some ladies, and then I found myself at New Year, where I saw grandma and grandpa and was stuffing myself with chocolate eggs. There was snow mixed with water all around. And all of it to the tune of some classical song. Suddenly I felt very ashamed and woke up.