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ok, this has nothing to do with previous posts other than that it's a weird, recurring dream.
last sunday night, i had a dream that i was living in a large mansion in the projects of new york with my current roomate, my best friend, and my best friend's girlfriend. for some reason i had to small guns that would fit into a cigarette pack, and as we were walking down the street near our house two hoodlums tried to rob us. he shot me 6 times, and i shot him five, but neither of us were incapacitated. my friends were out of the dream from that point on, and i beat and handcuffed to a column in front of a gas station the thug that didn't shoot me. the other one was hiding in the gas station, and was brought out by police. for some reason, no one noticed my gunshot wounds, so i decided to seek medical attention. i walked to the hospital, which was this huge maze of a building, and went in every entrance i could find, but was always directed to continue around the building to the next entrance, that there was a special ward for gunshot wounds. after going in every entrance to the hospital, and recieving no help whatsoever, i finally collapsed in the street thinking "i'm going to bleed to death and no one gives a damn!" i always wake up covered in sweat at this point, and i've had the dream 4 or 5 times in the last 9 days. what the hell is wrong with me?!?
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