non-lucid

I had to be executed by being shot in the throat four times - by myself, then by someone else, then myself, then the other person again, and then I'd be dead. It didn't really hurt when I did it, but it was worse when they did. After the third shot, I went on MSN on my iPod to say goodbye to N and my mom. The time on my iPod ended in :69.


Yes, I am writing this from the future, because I had another dream with a kinda similar theme.