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Sketch2 is my new journal.

Anyways, the dream was fragmented, and I'm writing this three hours after it happened.

I remember two main events; getting my bowl, and getting drunk.

I'll start with the second event, because I'm forgetting it fast.

I don't ever drink. Alcohol has never agreed with me, but in the dream I was playing a game where I had to drink certain amounts of alcohol to pass to the next level, where the amount was even greater. I remember getting past 15, 40, 45, 50, 150, 445, so on. I don't know what the number represent, but I remember that if you lost, the whole board got bigger. ie. that 445 started out as like 145 before I kept losing. I don't remember how you lost, but it was probably just defocusing. Anyways, I remember finally beating the game and feeling infinite copies of the world in my head. It was like I was lagging in real life, I felt myself duplicating and falling behind, it sucked. Getting drunk sucks.

Before this though, I got my bowl in the mail. I ordered a bowl online to smoke legal herbs (salvia) and I paid quite a hefty amount. I am still waiting for it, too.

Anyways, in the dream I opened the package and pulled it out, and it was only like 2" long. I was pissed, but I noticed it had a bunch of resin, so I took some hits, and that was nice. I didn't really get high obviously, but it was a nice feeling.