Oceanboy

So I took a nap earlier and got some recall.

First was up on this bridge where we pulled,me and my bf. We noticed a couple of cats with their kittens.....of which we were like "derp da derp lets have more cats :O" lol so in the process of loading them all up into the backseat, our dog noni ran off. I went down do the area where some people where chilling underneath, kept callin outfor noni, only ended up having this wooden door slammed in my face by what looked like a bunch of druggy buff people

I didn't wanna leave but I didn't think we could do anything more. Ended putting me in another dream, I was in some convenience store and i felt some kind of threat from some other people. I guess I didn't see in parking so... I'd parked like.... right outside the front doors. Heard some chick say "white boy thinks he can park anywhere" so I just turned and stared her down until she turned her face. I went to take my leave. Once I was in the care, all I can remember is being in a dark room and someone all of a sudden coming in, i thought they were someone trying to attack me so i made the first move, and they made movements that made me think they were trained as they just tangled me up then slammed me up against something, I then recall waking up on the table with one of them displaying a nice rather close to my face.

I thought that honestly I didn't care, but at the same time that if i said anything they'd likely end me right there, for all I knew they'd just caught there most recent snuff victim. I woke up though and decided to leave it alone to dream later. Day I become lucid these dreams will either no longer happen, or i'm gonna be entertained stopping them; likely just gonna watch everything till whatever going on acts upon me.

To which for each hand laid on me, I will not be moved, I will stand, look down at their hand, grab it with my own and smile at them. They will not know why I was not moved, and why, after I man handle them like the dreamer should to dc, why I just walked away, or decided to throw them through each wall between where I stood and mile whichever way I decide to try my hand at competitive bitch toss. Either way I'll likely keep it short n sweet.