Last night I woke up every two hours to take a pill, and apparently this much percocet in my body creates bizarre dreams.
Last night I was in a war
not participating in the war, but running away from it. I dont remember most of the dream but the last "scene" happened looking down from a helicopter fleeing some sort of army encampment in the desert. Everything was yellow and hot, yellow sand, yellow air, yellow heat.
our helicopter dropped a ball of fire, perhaps some sort of bomb and BAM it was as if the air was flammable. The heat spread the fire everywhere instantly, and created a sort of modern day hell, and then i woke up.
pain pain painpainpainpaaain. My reality seems to be something kind of similar.
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