feird_wishes
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A few months ago I had this dream. It was incredibly vivid, but I attribute that to me taking melatonin regularly at the time. Anyways, here it is:
In this dream I'm with 3 other people (1 woman and 2 asian men). We're all dressed in formal attire. I'm in a white button up shirt tucked into a pair of black pants, a black tie, and oxford shoes. The men are both wearing suits and the woman is wearing a black dress. We're all sitting cross legged in a circle on the floor of a hotel room with grey carpet. The woman gets up and returns with 4 styrofoam cups filled with water, a white plastic spoon, and a plastic bag filled with sodium nitrite. She pours some of the sodium nitrite into each cup and stirs it, then hands a cup to each of us, taking the last herself. We all drink the mixture and wait for a few minutes. The rest of the group engages in small talk, but I don't say anything. Eventually I get up and go to a fridge, returning with a carton of chocolate milk. I offer it to the group, but nobody wants any so we resume sitting in silence, then I wake up.
It's largely nonsensical, but I found it incredibly distressing at the time. If anyone has any thoughts on this I'd be interested in hearing them. Thanks in advance.
In this dream I'm with 3 other people (1 woman and 2 asian men). We're all dressed in formal attire. I'm in a white button up shirt tucked into a pair of black pants, a black tie, and oxford shoes. The men are both wearing suits and the woman is wearing a black dress. We're all sitting cross legged in a circle on the floor of a hotel room with grey carpet. The woman gets up and returns with 4 styrofoam cups filled with water, a white plastic spoon, and a plastic bag filled with sodium nitrite. She pours some of the sodium nitrite into each cup and stirs it, then hands a cup to each of us, taking the last herself. We all drink the mixture and wait for a few minutes. The rest of the group engages in small talk, but I don't say anything. Eventually I get up and go to a fridge, returning with a carton of chocolate milk. I offer it to the group, but nobody wants any so we resume sitting in silence, then I wake up.
It's largely nonsensical, but I found it incredibly distressing at the time. If anyone has any thoughts on this I'd be interested in hearing them. Thanks in advance.