Had a dream that I posted a picture of me on Twitter wearing a certain T-shirt. ??? got angry; he was sick of seeing the picture. I closed my laptop and put it on the nightstand and went to sleep. In a doze, I said “Fuck you, Nick.” and I could hear him screaming at me from the closed computer. Subsequently, he started mocking all my Tweets so I had hundreds of mentions.
Then the dream shifted to me living in a mansion that was haunted by thousands of ghosts.
Then I went to a theatre where Larry David was performing a play. It was at that time I decided to show everyone I could fly. I flew up above the stage and floated all over the theatre. People were awestruck and distracted from David’s show. On one of my landings he grabbed my shoulder and told me to fuck off with the flying. I ignored him and flew to the middle of the room. David sent out a flying tiger to attack me. In that moment, I knew it was a dream, so I imagined the tiger was wearing boxing gloves and then it was, and we proceeded to beat each other against the head floating dozens of feet above the audience.
That’s all.
Over.
