A Tangled Thread Inside my Head

I was in a neighborhood that I had some portraits shot of me when I was three.
I was hiding in a girl's car for whatever reason, I do not know. I think I was hiding from my grandparents...
Anyway, this girl found me in her car and I was running away because she was trying to run me over. Her mom got into her car and was cheering her on to kill me.
I finally got to a place on the side of the road where she could not get to me and I flipped her off in my victory to out run and out smart her.
But just as I flipped her off, an old childhood friend rode by ahead of the car on a bike and the friend thought I was flipping her off versus the chick in in the car.
I felt terrible and immediately ran over to her house to apologize.

I was riding my bike to my friend's house, and I wrecked the bike in front of their neighbors house whose kids I just happen to babysit for (in real life).

I was wounded, so I crawled over to the kid's house and rang the door bell.

A friend named Tyler opened the door.
He is in the military in real life.
He was talking to me about how I should really consider joining the army because I would be great at it.
And for some same reason, I thought it was a really good idea and took him up on it.

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The dream now fast forwards to a scene where Tyler and I are in a tank.
He was sticking out the top throwing grenades while I was driving.
There were grenades going off all around us, but I, being an expert tank driver, dodged them all whilst Tyler shot all the attackers.

Shit, I should really stop leaving the military channel on as I'm falling asleep.

I was riding my bike to my friend's house, and I wrecked the bike in front of their neighbors house whose kids I just happen to babysit for (in real life).

I was wounded, so I crawled over to the kid's house and rang the door bell.

A friend named Tyler opened the door.
He is in the military in real life.
He was talking to me about how I should really consider joining the army because I would be great at it.
And for some same reason, I thought it was a really good idea and took him up on it.

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The dream now fast forwards to a scene where Tyler and I are in a tank.
He was sticking out the top throwing grenades while I was driving.
There were grenades going off all around us, but I, being an expert tank driver, dodged them all whilst Tyler shot all the attackers.

Shit, I should really stop leaving the military channel on as I'm falling asleep.