it’s been so long since i’ve updated you on my life. So here is a dream I had two nights ago.

Me and my gemini best friend were in a field with coordinates to some random abandoned bunker. It’s like pitch black outside but Rosa works at 5pm so it has to be Winter.

We get to the latch for the bunker and Rosa has me stand guard while she explores it first (genuinely not sure why I sent her first in my own dream..) She comes back out with a black garbage bag full of rocks and says “there are huge ones to the left”.

I put my feet first cause the opening is like a 3ft x 3ft hole. I get on my stomach and push my feet back so I can turn in the small tunnel like entrance. I crawl up further and its like bright enough to see? Idk.

The entrance was lined with shelves filled with jars and notebooks. The jars were dusty and filled with color coordinated rocks. I grab a few of the notebooks and start flipping through them. The handwriting was literally the same as mine so I look at the name, HES RELATED TO ME.

I start flipping through it and find out that he is like my grandpa’s late uncle who was a rock collector. BUT HE IS INSANE!!!

Like his first journal entries are somewhat normal, just a guy logging his rock finds. But he slowly is progressing to a conspiracy theorist NUT. Like he is hiding in the bunker from the CIA because they are trying to steal his rocks..

I head back up to show ROSA but on our way down we turn another corner and find an underground pool UNDERGROUND. And it’s in perfect swimable condition. There is a window that faces another room with some sort of lighting that is slightly illuminating the room. I take a picture. Then we get in.

It was ANGELIC I SWEAR

I woke up that morning at 8am, well rested and being held. Genuinely AMAZING