Actor, photographer, amateur filmmaker, writer, blah blah blah, currently working for a production company in Los Angeles. I love art in all of its forms. 23 and still not Internet famous. Terrified of cockroaches.

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November 24th
3:02 PM

Thanksgiving “morning” thoughts

I had the craziest freaking dream before I woke up. 

It started with me and a few friends in my apartment, then moved to the same group trying to outwit the evil presence that was apparently controlling and re-shaping the building we were in. When we finally manage to get out of there (we had casualties), we’re in fucking Vietnam or something, standing across the way from a huge gate containing more trees than the Amazon Rainforest if it’d been grown indoors.

Then the trees start moving, the camera (yeah) pans up and over the patch of trees and I see the trees swaying as this huge creature makes its way to the gate and jumps over it, landing in front of us. It was about 20ft tall, soft, green, shaped like.. a tower, with short tentacles at the bottom and some sort of a caged head at the top. Crawling on its back, snarling at us, were two smaller beings that looked like mountain lions except.. rotting, with a “human” head and clawed hands instead of cute fuzzy mountain lion paws.

I don’t know how we got out of that situation, but I guess we did because next thing I know, we’re running away as the nearby village and its surroundings start blowing right the hell up. People are running, children are crying, some get slain by some of the leftover creatures, while the Army or something is trying to contain the horror.

And then I decided to wake up because there wasn’t much going on anymore. I know, very anticlimactic, but it’s Thanksgiving and it was 1:20PM

What the dream made me realize, was that I’d run out of weed the night before. I didn’t consider that weed dispensaries might not be open on Thanksgiving, but I’ll try my luck anyway. 

What am I thankful for? I’m thankful I finally got payed yesterday, I’m thankful for the fucked up dreams I have, I’m thankful for not being a turkey. And for a few friends here and there. 

Now I have to go and see if I can get some weed and/or food. Maybe a turkey sandwich or something. I feel like I’m gonna come back empty handed, but it’s worth a try.

Happy Thanksgiving!  

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