Author: Decade Dream Journal

I Wish That Were Me

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I’m part of the Critical Role fam, and actually I’m pretty sure I’m Laura Bailey. We are some sort of Scooby Doo gang, we are investigating a big house where a man is doing illegal cloning experiments.

There are heavily armed guards in front of the house, while Marisha distracts them Taliesin and I sneak in the back. We find a room with several cloned animals, including my own cat: they are identical down to the same pink collar, my cat is also there somehow, looking at her double all puzzled. There’s also a leopard cub.

Next we find a huge laboratory and walk along pods and pods of cloned people and animals. The villain arrives and we have to run away. I get mad a Marisha for not warning us, and we all change clothes to hide from the man.

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At Home Consuming Media And This Is The Result

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I sent a picture of Gran to Vanity Fair thinking it wouldn’t be noticed, but there it is in the latest issue on a full page, a beautiful profile portrait against a deep indigo background, head looking up, shiny waves of hair falling on her forehead. The photo was taken by my sister, and I duly sent her name and address along with it. Now her info is all over the magazine page and she’s mad at me for the invasion of privacy, but also kind of flattered.

Meanwhile I’m bored and I decide to rewatch Person Of Interest. Only I’ve traveled back in time and I’m the one creating the show: I cast Harold Finch but I don’t want to cast John Reese, he’s neither a good enough actor nor a compelling role, I explain the producer. I’ll just kill him off in the pilot episode, and yet… I’ve already watched the show so I know the character will live on. The series is now set in the Marvel Cinematic Universe but it’s aimed at an older public. I write Spider-Man in one scene.

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Guess What I’m Anxious About Today

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I walk to the store, but once inside I see it’s a mix between it and my old job at the vet clinic. There is a young man at the counter, I buy something and he gives me change from the old cash register I’ve used so many times. I’m a bit annoyed seeing that he doesn’t use gloves to handle the money.

I try to be nice to him anyway, I ask where my old buddy the cat is and he says I can go in the back to look for her. I see a ramp of stairs with a long-haired tabby sitting on it, I call her name (I can’t remember it but it started with an “S”) and she jumps in my arms. Then I see my old boss, the vet’s wife, coming out from a door and I don’t want to be caught in here again when I should be quarantined, so I leave in a hurry.

I’m walking back home and it’s a beautiful spring day, the sky is a perfect blue. I realize with horror there are too many people in town, why is nobody respecting the lockdown?! I come across a whole wedding gathering, people are crowding around the groom and wife and clapping and taking pictures. I have to walk between them and I hold my breath, hoping and praying I won’t be infected.

The Mayor walks past me with the police, I wish they’re gonna arrest everybody. I go home and decide to self-quarantine in my room for the next two weeks, because I really want my dad to be safe.

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Bomb Scare

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It’s a Friday and it’s the second to last day of middle school. My cousin G. wants to end things in style by bombing the place, I’m helping her out even if I don’t approve: I’m actually gonna try to sabotage the bomb when she’s not looking. She’s so proud to have me on her team, hugs me and tells our classmates we’ve known each other “since we were babies”.

I see my chance when she mentions she can’t wait to go dance on Saturday night, I casually remind her we’re gonna bomb the school and we’ll all be dead by then. She looks taken aback, like she didn’t think things through. She starts quietly counting on her fingers, and I know I’m about to change her mind.

I go home and tell everyone I’m carrying a bomb, but not to worry, everything is under control. Meanwhile, can my parents help me bring all my stuff home from my classroom? I’m pretty sure I’m not gonna be back, I’ve had to repeat this school year over and over and over and over again in my dreams, hell, even my little brother is starting middle school and is about to catch up with me.

The next day my cousin confesses the bomb was only a bunch of New Year fireworks, and if we launch them in the park it’s probably gonna be okay. I rush to do so, meanwhile she travels to a far away kingdom: the king’s brother is forced to wear a red woman’s dress to entertain the castle, she wants to rescue him because she’s in love with him. I think the whole thing is way too heteronormative, but the man is a blonde viking very upset with the whole situation, hopefully he’ll be grateful enough to marry her.

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In Which I Have Pandemia Anxiety and I’m Especially Worried About My Grandmother

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Gran is in town, despite the quarantine, despite all. I’m following her, trying to make her see reason. My store is closed, but she finds a loose panel in the front window and sneaks in, while I beg her to come back. She says it’s alright, nobody is in here anyway. I see my boss’ coat on a chair and light coming from under her office’s door, realize we’re about to be discovered and drag Gran away.

Next she wants to go to the bank to get all her money back. She walks on the cold stone floor and sits on a bench, and I order her to at least put her mask on. She gets from her bag a diving mask that she patched up with some fabric, and I’m about to lose my mind with anger and worry.

I’m watching an old VHS tape, it’s a show that has Queen Elizabeth, Prince Charles and Japanese boyband Arashi in it. My family is annoyed, they say the show is boring, and since I know the Queen is about to get into some lesbian shenanigans I take the tape out of the player and say we should go grocery shopping instead. But it’s late and we’re quarantined and the supermarket is closed, everything is closed and we’re about to starve.

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I’m Sleeping Real Bad, So Here’s More Snippets In Between Anxious Wake Time

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I am housekeeping for Gran and her boyfriend. When they come back they turn the place into a pizza restaurant.

I’m in a virtual world, I dig and dig into the sand until I find a layer of rocks and then a layer of metal. Even if the place isn’t real, I dig so much my hands are bleeding.

I’m in my childhood bedroom with my brother. There’s a closet full of toys we can buy, mostly Barbie’s accessories. We are not interested in any of them, so we pack up to go back home.

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Wishful Thinking

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I’m watching Star Wars on TV. Darth Vader is on screen, he is not wearing his armor and his flesh is red, burned and bleeding. He removes his helmet too, we see two big eyes, long eyelashes and eyebrows wincing in pain. I realize he’s actually played by Hayden Christensen, I don’t know how they convinced him to come back! Even weirder, he’s wearing a black wig that makes him look like Snape or Kylo Ren. He yells in pain and anger, and a stormtrooper runs over to help.

Now I’m watching the latest Critical Role episode. The battles are beautifully animated with the same style as Gorillaz’s videos. The episode ends with Nott being teleported away, and Matt says goodbye because the show is quarantined like everything else.

I try to go back home, but it’s raining now and there are too many people out and about, I realize with horror. Why aren’t they all in lockdown?! We are all gonna get sick! I decide to hold my breath and try desperately not to touch my face until I’m out of the crowd. A woman tries to grab me by the hand to beg for money, and I run away.

I end up at the store, my boss’ boss is there. She wants to know if I prepared the list she asked me to, I lie and say it’s on my tablet. I’m saved from further embarrassment by my dad, who burst in waving a piece of paper with a credit card glued on it: the government has sent me money, to make up for the fact that I’ll be quarantined at home for months. There are 750 bucks on the credit card, and I’m really excited because I’ll be able to buy myself a new computer now.

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Thieves

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I’m playing on a PlayStation 2, the smaller kind, just like the one I used to have twenty years ago. I’m playing The Sims and have downloaded a bunch of NSFW mods, like, truly filthy.*

The morning after I see my siblings chuckling and I realize they know. Somehow, they know about my shameful virtual pastimes. But how could they? They must have been stealing my PlayStation while I was outside!

I’m so angry I grab my sister by the throat and slam her to the floor, I want her to confess she used my videogames. She chuckles again, says the PlayStation was hers to begin with. I yell that I bought all the expansions!! I wasted so much money!!** The game is my God-given right!!!

Gran is here, all dressed up because one of my uncles died and they are all going to his funeral (jeez, I hope I actually extended his life instead!). I take the chance to hide the PlayStation parts around the house, hoping that my siblings won’t find it.

I go into my room and my sister is in her bed, pretending to sleep but fully dressed. I’m very suspicious. My bed is upside down, for some reason.

*I did that IRL too, guilty as charged.

** Again, true.

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Quarantined in Dreams Too

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Stuck home with the whole family, they are mad at me because I’m lazy and useless and whiny. Siblings playing a videogame, I wanna join but they won’t let me. Then we have lunch, I find a giant piece of squid in my veggie soup, I take it from the plate and stare at it, puzzled. My dad dips his fork in my plate, I’m so disgusted I storm away.

I peek into the living room after a while, my cousin is sitting on the couch, I’m surprised she showed up without calling first. She’s also mad at me, she tells my sister to look for embarrassing high school pictures of me they can share online.

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Something Something Trip

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(Very light sleep, kept waking up and panicking about the pandemic. Now trying to make sense of confusing images.)

I’m going on a trip despite everything. A school trip, maybe? At night we are shown an old Disney movie with Hailey Mills, one I’ve never seen before. We’re travelling on a small dog sled. Someone in the group cheats on his wife (Travis, was that you? I HOPE NOT!). I go back home and stay awake all night writing about it.

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