Bart Simpson is in a bar. He’s fascinated by a broken glass recycler on the wall back behind the bar itself. He sticks his arm in an open tube with flowing, broken glass- and his arm gets cut up. He needed to do this though to gage the flow of the glass, this way he can follow the flow to a pipe that leads around the wall outside.
He climbs up the pipes. Bart is now me. I climb several stories up the side of the building, gripping onto the pipes like in Mirror’s Edge. The higher I go, the more unreal the building and surrounding buildings seem. Gigantic boxes fit between the buildings. Eventually I run out of pipe and have to jump onto these skyscraper-sized boxes. I try to climb up the plastic straps tightly wrapped around the boxes to ultimately reach my goal of getting to the roof- but the straps are fragile. One of the straps I hang on snaps, and all of the boxes come loose. Everything falls several stories down back to the street. Everything seems more real the further down we fall.
Thankfully, one of the giant boxes was full of mattresses that topple out. I manage to land on one, which prevents me from getting hurt from the fall. Something nags at me that I shouldn’t have survived that fall from that height, mattress or not, but I decide not to question it.
Police show up, and I barely avoid arrest. [End]
Relative to Real Life~
Night of February 20th, 2017 (1 of 2)
Real-life characters: Bart Simpson.
Dream-created places: Police.
Real-life places: None.
Dream-created places: Bar, street, buildings.
Reasons: Climbing the pipes = I’ve been playing the game Mirror’s Edge lately which has a similar mechanic of climbing pipes up the side of tall buildings.
Different than real life: I don’t watch The Simpsons, I haven’t been in a bar in many many years, I’ve never climbed up the side of a building that tall.
Precognitive: No experiences yet.