February 3, 2015

I was on the public bus with my uncle heading to some kind of exhibit. However, after expressing some kind of existential fear, we got distracted quickly got off of the bus to walk around. I expressed my thoughts on how we as humans aren’t going to be going anywhere anytime soon. I meant “going somewhere” in terms of space exploration. I had a friend that was about to go on a mission but I reckoned that our capabilities won’t progress so quickly that they would be gone for very long. “Unless we developed some new way of creating energy” I added. At this point, I nearly crashed into a building and afterwards I asked “just what if I died there?” and other implications for the future following my potential death. We remembered that this question was partly what initiated our getting off of the bus so we waited at a stop and got onto the next one.

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My brother and I entered through the front gate of a house in the city. In a previous incident we would have turned right, but this time we went to the left. My cousin was standing by a table in front of the main entrance, welcoming my brother. “Do you love me?” asked my brother. “Yeah, of course” came the reply. My brother simply responded with “Great. I do too” and took out a gun to shoot him in the gut. Apparently he was fed up with how my cousin had become one who simply sought out money and enjoyed nothing else.

My front teeth on the bottom row began to fall out in pieces. I held them in my left hand while I used my right to pull out the loose ones.