I discover a supermarket across the tracks that has a cafe with interactive entertainment and performances, it becomes my to-go spot. My friends and I go there and the cafe has a trampoline-bungee jump performance that requires both performers and crew members behind the open curtains to keep balance and share weight. It looks nice, but apparently everyone behind the scenes gets frustrated and starts audibly yelling at each other, some friends and I get on a unused trampoline to distract the audience. My high school friends and I eat at our table after the performance. My friend who is a calm guy walks up to the counter talking to the women working there, I can't understand what he's saying until he gets frustrated and angrily calls the women "fortune tellers" which made me smirk as they wearimg "spiritual"-like outfits. My other friends and I get up knowing we're about to get kicked out. The staff compliments us for how quickly we managed to sign out as guests on the computer by the entrance. Now calmed down, my friend told the staff that he was dissapointed that the cafe doesn't offer hosuden, which are appartently the remedy for his allergies as he said his dog could smell it when he walks with him. Meanwhile, I struggle to get my two jackets on.
This dream occurred in the last week of my artist residency in Berlin, I don't recall the exact day anymore as I kept procrastinating on writing it down here, but it was a few days before the opening. My colleagues and I were put in a psych ward and constantly trying to escape, but every attempt would lead us back into the psych ward. As this was happening the artist who provided us with guidance also appeared in that dream sitting at a table, drawing with crayons; "You guys hate this? I love this!" The funny part about that was that he would say something like that in real life as well. I haven't thought much of this dream other than it being funny or possibly some "panic dream" about the opening coming closer and us not being finished with the exhibition at the time (It turned out incredible!) until I saw this scene from the Chaos;Head gameplay that I have been watching, and now I'm wondering if the dream of the psych ward wasn't a dream, but rather the reality whereas the entire artist residency was nothing more than a delusion (C;H spoiler alert) I just looked at the emoticons how y2k :voodo o:: vampire::sunflo wer: :sleepmedit ate2: :dr ink::cook iemonster::par apet::s martie::imsl ow::hi jack::gat or::loc k::se eker:: tardis::nyt acodance::dreamercha ir: dopeness what is Cool Spot doing here nah but fr I'm fine it was just a funny dream and coincidence no worries :U