This shall be the place where I house my dreams. I probably won't write down all of them though.
I don't remember the dream, all i remember are bits of it. I did something really bad, but i didnt know what it was. And i was afraid the police would jail me. (this was in NYC). So i was on a bus going home (apparently my home is bus distance, when IRL, its plane distance.). I was playing all the ways the police could get me in my mind. I thought the could do a DNA check in my fingerprints and stuff like that. I was really fucking scared. I dont remember the rest of it.