Dream Journal

Backseat Attacker★★
May 6, 1997

I’m driving down this road on the way to Blaine House. I had a friend in the passenger seat. In the seat behind me was a crazy guy trying to kill us. First I wrestled a big gun from him and threw it out the window. Then I did the same with a small gun. Then he got a scissors. We were all singing this song, and whenever the last note landed, he stabbed us with the scissors. I sang a little, then dropped out of the game.

A cane toad was jumping as high as the car and almost as fast. I pointed him out.

Unwanted Traveler: Apparently violent strangers can join your travel group. I suppose this isn’t any different from any other time when someone approaches you. The only difference is you’re in motion at the time. What’s unusual is that he appears within my travel rationalization in the back seat.

Distracted Traveling: My intentions continue our motion towards Blaine House while I wrestle with the attacker in the back seat.

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