“Dreams are the random firings of neuron cells in the brain. During a dream, brain takes the information you processed throughout the day and tries to make sense of them. That's why there's a theory that you only dream of what you know such as faces. However, sometimes, two completely unrelated information are put together creating the unrecognizable images in your dreams. ”
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Tattooed Hands
Had a dream last night that I awoke from a nap in the forest to find that the palms of my hands had been tattooed with a row of characters from a strange ancient language. Confused as to how I could have ended up with the marks, I wandered off from camp and found a group of people who had been living in the forests for centuries. They saw my hands and took me in and gave me a pair of gloves made from wolverine fur to hide the tattoos - because apparently, they were the key to unlocking an ancient code that lead to a secret device which would either ensure the end of the world or save it, depending on whose hands the device fell into.
This is why I shouldn't take naps.
So I just had this dream
where Hannibal and I were college roommates (awkward) and I sorta suspected that he was a killer cannibal but you know, didn’t say anything about it
One day, President William Howard Taft ran up a staircase in our dorm and tried to block the path with a giant lamp (what the actual hell) and was posing a threat to the campus for some reason, so Hannibal leaves to go “take care of it” and I just sat there folding laundry
Later he comes back with Alana Bloom because they’re dating or something and then they start flirting and I’m straightening my closet wishing that they would just SHUT UP
I kept wondering if I should mention the cannibal issue, but it just didn’t seem like the right time…
No news on Taft, either.
