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So this dream wasn´t a nightmare, but this seems to be the best thread for sharing dreams:
I was in a huge hall connected to other huge halls, all with really white walls, like some empty new art museum. I looked around and discovered this event (people kept coming) was about the recent death of the queen. Now happy to know what I was there for, I jumped instead of walking to the roped off area, where you had to walk past for the main happenings, and immediately saw Charles standing near the red rope moping at the wall, so I maybe stopped jumping. Then there were these typical dull university/office corridors, and I went into a room, where many serious men listend to a serious man standing at a white plastic board (I had these at school, instead of chalk you use a pen and can wipe it off). I left the room pretty much immediately.
Thinking about, where this unusual dream (my dreams are mostly about being outside and discovering things) came from, I remembered being on another forum yesterday evening, where I posted in a thread started by a fresh alias called Queen Elizabeth the Turd, and in another thread about 80ies bands, I mentioned The Smiths. |
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