Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Drunk Friend's End
So this dream comes with a back story:
I was out with my friends one night and because of my TB situation I can't drink so I am currently perma-babysitter. This being said one of my friends was wasted. Good for her. However, she lost her wallet had no money, no ID, and no way to get into the next bar so I offered to go home with her. (I was tired and sober anyway) But like any sporting drunkard she fought me the whole way to the door and I reliquished all hope and left her to party the night away. It was a little tense between us, me for lack of patience and for her... drunkenness, but I probably never should have tried. Personal story aside I ended up over at a friends house and crashing with them so I didn't to pay for a taxi home or walk alone at 3am in the city. So now I dream....
So somehow I ended up dressed in very classy going out clothes with all my real friends and some dream friends. We were running through the streets of the city and we all had been drinking and were having a really good time. I think we were somewhere near the castro and lower haight. Anyway we were all doing great until my previously mentioned friend it wasted. Im talking heels wobbling, head rolling, glassy eyed wasted. I am appointed by all there to sort the hotmess out. Great. I tried to help her walk over to a nice looking building with stairs to sit on. She won't sit. I try to get her to stop running. She won't stop. Then we are running along the streets of san francisco, all the other friends are gone. This running was very much like the 'running through the forest' scene in Pocahontas but instead of wildlife it was city scenery in a blue and purple and yellow nighttime color scheme. So this obviously gets us back to our apartment. We are then all in my living room and my shwasted friend is on the couch along with another of my roommates and I am standing in the kitchen. This whole time I have had a feeling of responsibility and caring for my drunk friend. I wasn't ever mad just worried and along for her drunk adventure. But then we all, all of the sudden know that she and my roommate are very sick. The roommate was already sick and because my friend sat down on the couch next to her she got sick as well. They both needed to take antibiotics. So there was a friend there who had the medicine they needed. This wasn't shady in my dream it was totally legit, it was normal for everyone to carry around a pharmacy. So anyway, my roommate takes the pill and so does my friend. They are both holding them and my roommate takes hers then my friend starts to take hers, but I stop her. I know that if she takes this she will probably die because of how drunk she currently is. She cannot take this with alcohol. Everyone else knows that it's true but they don't really care, not in a mean way just in a aloof dream person kind of way. SO I am practically begging my friend not to take this but she just says, "fuck it yolo" throws up the rock n' roll hands sticks her tongue out and takes it. In the same moment that I reach out towards her, he face goes rigid and blood starts coming out of her ears and her nose and she dies. (sorry that was so abruptly morbid) I literally was shocked in my dream and couldn't breath. I then woke up reaching my arm out and clasping my hand on thin air. This time it was really hard to restore reality since I wasn't even at my own house. This dream was not a fav
Also as a note I think this one was so morbid because an acquaintance has just recently passed away from a brain aneurysm from taking molly
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