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Tuesday the 28th of October, 2025

Dream I had

For the first time in millenia, I can actually recall my dream pretty vividly! So, I wanna just put it on here and then maybe do some Freudian analysis on myself or something
My dreams tend to have two halves, so I'll make little subheadings.

Game

Me and my sisters were playing a game where you had to bring up a picture of someone obscure and everyone else had to guess. So, it was my turn to bring up someone, and for whatever reason it was all models. So, I thought hard, and then typed into my laptop 'models with small hands'.
A Wikipedia preview came up, listing a bunch of models, and at number 4 was a girl who had small hands and was also a drummer. So, I searched her name up next, flicked through some of the grainy, black and white photos before I changed my mind.
Again, I sat silent for a moment, before having an epiphany. I searched up some guy's name, which I don't remember now, and lo and behold: I had my image. It was a kid wearing one of those flimsy horse masks, with a body painted to match the colour and hooves instead of feet. I clicked through each image, finding articles. One titled something like 'art as an expression form' with the image of him as a child as the horse. Another, him grown up, maybe in his 50's, leaning against a tree with a cigarette in his mouth, captioned 'I hate my fucking life'. And then it cut off... To the next section.

Concert!!

This section is honestly way weirder to me, because I don't really listen to Korn or Limp Bizkit very much now. I used to though, so maybe my subconscious is just feeling nostalgic.

It's Jonathan Davis on a very low stage. The sky is dark, the only lights being fluorescent white ones on the sides of the stage. All I could see was him starting to sing something, and then stopping as he's so close to tears -- each time the audience booing. I don't really remember which songs it was, but I'm sure they were from Issues.
Then, it's Freak on a Leash. He's gotten most of the way through the scatting bit, and then he stops. But Fred Durst, who's in the crowd, finishes the last bit off and then says 'go!'. And the crowd goes wild.
Just odd selon moi.