I had a dream last night. I can't determine if it was good or bad but at one point, I accidentally got burnt in the neck by a lit cigarette. I saw the pain. People often vaguely remember their dreams but I can still remember every detail. The dream kinda started in a wellness center. I tried some facilities and I purposely didn't pay before I left because I didn't have any cash in my bag - true in real life.

Then we were outside a coffee shop. Seattle's Best to be exact. My mom was suddenly there and she asked "Which person looks creepier?" So I looked inside the coffee shop and saw a guy and a girl standing. They were both wearing green aprons and carrying clipboards. I spoke to the guy and found out the girl was his girlfriend (?)

Then I was running. I ran for quite some time then I saw a group of drunk men. One threatened to stab my arm but one of them (thankfully) recognized me. It was my cousin. When I leaned over to greet him his cigarette butt burned my skin. It looked kinda painful. You know, my dreams aren't those viewed from my perspective. I'm like the third person in the scene. I'm invisible but there's another me down there I'm watching.

Maybe I don't remember some parts of the dream. It's not something I want to dream about, anyway. I don't know. Forget about that dream. You know the dream where you're high school naked?

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