I've been having very weird vivid dreams lately. But the last night's one was just something else.
As some of you may know, I'm a big fan of the band Gojira. In this dream I went to see them. It was weird already, because they played in a tent in my neighbourhood, but that's not the point. I saw the concert and apparently my emotional reaction towards seeing my idols (lol, wouldn't be that emotional in real life) was noticed by the band themselves and Joe Duplantier gave me his guitar.
Mind you, there's no guitar I'd want more, it's perfect to me. So I took it and went back home. I was stressed out - didn't want to look suspicious, because someone could think I stole it and take it away from me... And here's the thing - on my way home I was constantly checking if I'm not dreaming.
Oof, thank God I'm not dreaming, it's too real, I thought. I was literally convinced. But that's not all.
I made it home. Took the guitar to my room and went for my grandparents to show it (no idea why them, that's pretty random). Here's when it gets nuts. I come back to my room with them, and instead of the guitar I showed them... a tap. A sink appeard in my room out of nowhere and I seemed to value the tap as much as the guitar (which wasn't there anymore - like it transformed). I didn't notice the differece. I even presented how nicely the water flows. And then I asked my grandma to pinch me just to make sure this wonder is not a dream - and it didn't wake me. I woke up just a few moments later.
I felt cheated, ridiculed and straight up trolled.
You're a dick, Sandman.