I was in a bathroom that was sort of like my bathroom in a shower sort of like my shower but everything was much bigger. There were more showers and many dudes. A dude came in, and he was a lot like the slender dude who does amateur MMA from work, who had his forearm destroyed by a kick in a fight shortly after I started working there. In the dream we all somehow work in the place attached to this bathroom with all the showers. I have finished my shower but it won’t drain, and I’m fiddling with Too Many Controls to try to convince it to drain.
I keep letting more water in and the base keeps overflowing. This imagery is probably influenced by the latest D&D session?
The end of the arm of the MMAish dude is opened up like a flower. His hand has been split open and his fingers are sticking out in all directions. His forearm is like Popeye’s, but with this wound bloom on the end of it. He’s showing everyone. Inside is a hollow with a gnarled, pink, skinless, nascent hand. He says “they opened me up to check on the progress.”
At some point I dress and enter an adjoining room that’s sort of like my bedroom, but bigger. Someone who is my cousin, but resembling none of my actual cousins, is there with many children. The children climb all over me. I don’t remember what we talk about.
In a room that’s like the main room of the SB Meetup House, but bigger, and with the furniture rearranged to point in a different direction. People are Playing Games. Eventually everything coalesces into a single team-based competitive game that everyone plays on their phones while updates appear on the television screen. People drift in and out. There are children, mostly just pre-adolescent, who are also playing. There is a a sort of mario-themed death star trench run w/ disembodied sniper backup from teammates that culminates in a one-on-one fight which I lose to @ferrets.
Then an anonymous little boy takes over the reigns for my team and he beats her the next try.
I realize it is very late and I’m very tired and I stretch on the floor with a pillow that suddenly appears, hugging it, rolling around, trying to get comfortable, hoping everyone is ignoring me. I wake up mimicking these actions on my blanket.