Recent DJ Posts

I'll start off by mentioning how I slept last night with pen and paper by my side, in hope that I would write down keywords of my dreams throughout the night. But instead of doing this, I dreamt that I wrote keywords down, haha. Typical

So, I was in New Zealand with some random people. AK was there and she kept leaving the shed unlocked because it no longer contained things that were of value to her. In there was just my clothes and stuff. She'd taken out her photography equipment.

Outside of this shed, we were in a group of about 10, and walked on a path around this grass courtyard thingy that had some large machine-looking apparatus that was either a furnace or a rocketship.
The boots I was wearing were made of a thin, black, fake leather and they were too big for me. So I was looking around for a peg to secure them, otherwise they would've just fallen down. Luckily the place our group walked towards had a clothesline with several blue pegs on it. There were a few different types and some were broken. I chose the best one and secured the boots.

SJ was in my group. She commented on my boots, although I recall not what she said.

So after walking around the grass courtyard and arriving at the place where the clothesline with pegs was, we were about to go to some next stage.
There were security guards preventing us though.

Then the guards stamped us one by one on our hands as to give us permission to go. They used the Bunnings (some large hardware store company) stamp that I have in my room IRL.
They had stamped my left hand but it was in a slightly inconspicuous position, so I got them to stamp my right hand. They then wrote "pipe" on it too, because all of a sudden I was apparently carrying a flute of some sort in my left hand.
Another girl they stamped decided to write "New Zealand, fuck yeah!" on her hand below the stamp.