there is renovation work happening on the building I live in and that means that I, today, got woken up by fucking loud drilling noises. IT WASN'T EVEN 8am YET WHY ARE YOU DOING DRILLING WORK?!?!?!?!?!? anyway I am fascinated by the fact that I — I always sleep with earplugs, — just went back into bed and at some point ...... started dreaming? ( I want to point out here that the earplugs didn't block out the drillings sound, just made it not hurt) I fell asleep? next to these FUCKING LOUD DRILLING NOISES. it was one of these reoccurring dreams even. a bus stop that doesn't exist..... but wait, this is actually mildly crazy
summary: I tried to wake myself up from the bus stop dream, ended up getting pulled into another dream. in this dream I was in my room and there were a bunch of books on shelves, books that I collected in a previous dream, that I dreamt quite some time ago.
so initially I was dreaming the bus stop thing, there was also a bus that wasn't a bus but whatever, not important. I tried to wake myself up — I sometimes just do that while I dream — and, yeah, I got pulled into another dream instead, which I didn't realise because I was in my bedroom. so I didn't realise that I wasn't awake. and I just looked at one of my walls, as I usually do when I try to wake up, and there was a bunch of books. some more shelves than I havw irl, with, just, a bunch of books. and, by the gods, as I type this aout I actually remember more stuff. so some of these books I collected IN ANOTHER DREAM. a dream that was a few weeks? months? ago. and they were here, in my dream room? I just looked at them and instantly remembered, yeah I got them from this one time where I went to a library/bookstore with my parents. THIS DID NOT HAPPEN IRL, THIS WAS A DREAM.
