weird dream.

So today when I was sleeping I had an odd dream. Post-apoc maybe? Er, apoc anyway.

I dreamt that I guess all of a sudden people started turning just… into werewolves. For some people, the change took time, for others, it was almost instantaneous.

My dream was in a random house (not the one I’m in right now, a lot nicer actually lol) and it was just me and a bunch of other people. No one I knew, just me. Normally this would cause me to have a little anxiety but right then, I didn’t care, I just wanted to be safe. So I went into this house and after people stopped filtering in, I shut the door.

I don’t remember much after that except for the fact that my little brother came into the dream at some point and also the 60/yo landlord living here currently did as well to talk about a tank I bought? Too much War Thunder lol.

Anyway at some point in the dream I was at the back door maybe a few hours after the initial “changing” in people, so anyone who was gonna change would have been changed by then, and I was letting people in and stuff. Basically telling them “you can’t stay here but you can rest” since we were basically jam packed with people and tensions were high. For some reason during that point in the dream I was deathly focused on getting a nail to lock the screen door hinge so werewolves couldn’t break in. Maybe just stress getting to me at the time or something in the dream. Always feels good to work with your hands when you’re stressed, even if it’s something like that. To have a small goal, to feel in-control, etc.

For some reason I remember another scene where some kids were being loaded onto a bus from the house and I just remember another kid looking at me and waving from the bus, and I waved to him and smiled, and then the bus took off super fast.

That was it, I think. I don’t like werewolf movies or paraphernalia, I don’t like any of that stuff related to werewolves. I’m not sure what the f caused me to dream about that. Maybe me crying last night after reading a reddit post and replying to it that I wish my dad would tell me he’s proud of me even though I’ve done nothing to be proud of except graduate high school? I’m not sure how that connects to the dream though, and it may not, but I dunno. The human mind is an enigma wrapped in a mystery. Mmmm… wraps.