oh my god, I just woke up from the most surreal 90s gothic dream where I was a character on Friends and, having collectively (meaning me + the main cast) lapsed into a weird shared dream of childhood caravan ownership while flying to China, we woke up on the plane and all of us were vomiting blood, only we realised we were still trapped in a different dream which would, if we didn’t wake up properly, kill us. the blood was a manifestation of Chandler’s childhood trauma, and we had to find him and wake him first, or we’d die, but we couldn’t figure out what part of the plane he was on
which begs the question: WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS WRONG WITH MY SUBCONSCIOUS? 0.O
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Well, clearly the plane was missing a phalange.
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