Dream Log: August 28, 2000 (idea)
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Mon Aug 28 2000 at 16:36:50
Quite suddenly, I am in the middle of an
game. I don't know which team I'm on; I don't know what position I'm playing; I don't know which direction I'm supposed to be running. I have the ball and I'm completely
. I look down at my
and see that I'm on the white team. In the distance, I see white players around the far goal. I realize I am a forward (
-shooter) and give a quick kick to the ball in the direction of the nearby goal. The other players are swiftly chasing after me and it. The ball hits the side of the goal and bounces back to me. I
ly kick again and it flies through the air and very neatly shoots out of bounds. I feel
. I collapse to the ground and fake an
, my desperate attempt to get the fuck off that field. They carry my limp body to the sideline. Later on, I describe to them the blinding light that exploded in my head...
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