Dream 394: Venmo
05.10.2015 § Leave a comment
I’m Spiderman, surfing on an RC car which is shaped like Spiderman, driven by a tiny Spiderman. I’m fighting both Venom and a half-Venom-half-Spiderman guy, both of whom are also surfing on RC versions of themselves driven by tiny versions of themselves. We’re all doing this in a grey-blue carpeted high school hallway with lockers on one side and floor-to-ceiling windows on the other overlooking some lovely temperate forest natural scenery. Our fighting is more like bashing elbows and forearms.
I go downstairs for a bathroom break. It’s one of those grimy, dimly-lit red and black toned types. I pull my cell phone out of my pocket as I descend the several-stories-high one-person-narrow staircase. I round the corner at the base of the stairs and the urinal is right there on the other side. Unfortunately it’s right next to a door to the outside which is ajar since a group of folks are taking a smoke break out there. Embarrassed I put my phone back away — inappropriate to Facebook while peeing — though they probably already read my intent with it out as I approached anyway.
I’m helping Karin out with some music stuff back upstairs.