Monday, 28 March 2011 03:39 pm

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A few nights ago, I dreamt I was in a sort of penitentiary for skipping jury duty, only it looked like a school. I could travel far unsupervised, but I knew I couldn't leave. Thankfully, the other cons, while evidently delinquent, didn't give me trouble. When I awoke, I felt like I'd been there for months. For once, the time dilation of Inception rang true.

Two nights later, I dreamt that I impaled someone with a sword. Without dwelling on the circumstances, let's just say I felt guilt but no pity. I called 911 and tried to turn myself in, but the police barely acknowledged me; they were more concerned with getting the body off the sidewalk. I just walked away and looked over personal (nonexistent) things, thinking it would be the last time I got to see them before the police finally got around to arresting me.

Between these and past dreams, my subconscious must have a very low opinion of the police and the justice system. Actually, given how many times I've had difficulty connecting with 911, my subconscious must have a very low opinion of emergency services in general.
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