Will We Be Ever Okay In Crowds Again?

(I’ve been taking a break cause I haven’t slept well in days and I can’t remember if I dreamed about anything at all. But I got something from tonight.)

I dream I’m at a stationary store –one that has been closed for a decade IRL– buying a pen drive. The first one they show me is pink, I ask for another one. The second pen drive is green and comes with a shoulder bag, useful for carrying cookies.

Meanwhile more and more people enter the store, I feel sandwiched against the counter. I tell an old lady to back off, I’m very rude but I feel like she was rude to me first. A commotion outside, people are screaming. A biker has fallen on his head, he’s bleeding profusely. We look for bandages in the store, there’s nothing.

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