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Author: breadcat <breadcat@users.noreply.github.com>
Date: Fri, 6 Feb 2026 16:02:56 +0000
Latest dreams
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diff --git a/content/dreams/bloody-missed.md b/content/dreams/bloody-missed.md
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+---
+title: Bloody missed
+dream: dated
+date: 2026-02-06
+---
+
+I was playing a hex grid based strategy games reluctantly with a few of my friends <!-- TH JH --> in their living room. I was playing on their big screen TV and both of them were playing on laptops.
+
+The game grid was hex based however I was moving a character with WASD in third person so was struggling with the tiles and how it was ambigous as to which direction you would go if you went 'forwards' into a fork.
+
+I had a troop sneak into a camp where I suspected one friend <!-- TH --> was hiding a member of his Royalty, but didn't know where. When my turn ended I *stowed* my character which resulted in him being hidden quite obviously in a poorly textured wooden crate and ended my turn.
+
+On his turn, he saw this trunk, and fortified his outpost by hiding his valuables and the member of royalty all obviously in a row of 4 identical looking houses.
+
+Before he ended his turn, he attacked my infiltrator with a knight on horseback who was carrying a hammer with a long shaft. The knight was on low health but was sure to kill my glass cannon rogue in a single blow.
+
+He swung, however, he missed. The voiceover exclaimed in a voice like Brian Blessed "you've only bloody missed!", and we all started laughing, knowing next round I'd be able to kill the knight, capture the Royal and loot the poorly hidden stashes of valuables in the town.
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diff --git a/content/dreams/complete-world.md b/content/dreams/complete-world.md
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+---
+title: Complete world
+dream: dated
+date: 2023-11-07
+---
+
+I was walking home from a night out with a few of my friends <!-- CD AT --> in the rain, when we'd agreed to all just stay at one of these friends houses, <!-- AT --> as it was the closest.
+
+I also happened to be wearing a frilly white shirt which by this point was entirely see-through from the downpour which probably contributed to her feeling sorry for me.
+
+When we arrived at her house, it was huge, dank and old and looked to be decorated in a Victorian style.
+
+Along one wall there was an old iron ladder which once you climbed past the fifth rung, you were teleported to another world entirely where everyone was happy and the world felt *complete*.
+
+I wanted to share this discovery with the world however space was limited so nobody else would be able to enter this world after I passed through.
+
+Everybody on the ideal side of the barrier was also unable to go back to the imperfect world and while happy, has resigned themselves to never seeing their family again.
+
+Large groups of these people sat together in large stalls where they were all eating and talking in large groups.
diff --git a/content/dreams/curry-extractor.md b/content/dreams/curry-extractor.md
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+---
+title: Curry extractor
+dream: dated
+date: 2026-01-25
+---
+
+I was at a friend's house where he was living in a large but run down apartment.
+
+We were getting ready for a night out and I had brought round a couple of CDs to add to his gigantic CD multi changer. It was the size of two large book cases, beige and needed to be unlocked with a key he kept on his keyring.
+
+As he opened the doors for it, jewel cases went in one side and you fed in discs to an elaborate array of spinning platters on the other.
+
+As I hadn't kept any CDs for years and years, all I could contribute was a copy of Papa Roaches Infest and a single of Smothered by Spineshank; however both were accepted and added to the machine.
+
+After this we went to the kitchen and there was a gigantic extractor fan mounted in the ceiling covered in a black plastic bag that rippled as the weather outside pulled on the chimney.
+
+We all made mock praying and ritualistic chanting towards the fan as we'd planned to cook a big spicy curry and would see it in operation in a few hours.
+
+For some reason after this we'd agreed to play hide and seek, I hid in one of the kitchens empty cupboards and was among the last to be found. We never did end up going out or cooking curry.
diff --git a/content/dreams/russian-park.md b/content/dreams/russian-park.md
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+---
+title: Russian park
+dream: dated
+date: 2026-01-25
+---
+
+I was in a snowy Russian town where you had to walk down a hill to get to a park below.
+
+In this park there were 4 burned out, or otherwise damaged and mangled cars in a row however there were still kids playing around in the park.
+
+Inside these cars were photos and artefacts from the drivers of the cats who had died, like their wallets, shoes and Polaroid photos of them and their families scattered in and around the broken glass.
+
+There were older kids who solemnly told us that if you killed a local kid while driving, then this was where your car ended up.
