cat

Me: Want me to tell you about my dream?
Matt: yeah go ahead
Me: Ok... I think it was two separate ones actually... one was in my friends' parents' place, where we were making christmas dinner and it was suuper complicated, it was something made from birds' intestants and had to have the right temperature, colour and consistency(to the extreme. And yea, I was playing on the floor, and suddenly I was a cat, and everyone was trying to catch me.
Matt: whoa!
Me: There were some car-tyres that were extremely hot, and they were zooming around, I was trying to get over a fence somewhere to steal another bird for the dinner (seeing as I was a cat, this seemed a worthy task), then there were some people hunting me because I was a very rare breed. Well... some details are hazy, but I did catch the bird, and I did manage to collect several lottery tickets that were strewn around where the hot car tyres were zooming around on my way back. Loads of high-speed dodging and yea, can still feel the feathery dryness of my mouth as I was clenching the bird between my teeth.
Silly.
Dream nr 2 was a bit more hardcore.
Matt: that's pretty intense, dreaming you were a cat
Me: haha yea, gotta say tho, wouldn't mind having 4 legs. In the second dream I was in a shopping mall, looking for some makeup, when this speed-junky from the local underground environment suddenly snapped me up and dragged me off to go to the drug store.(kinda literally). He needed a hostage because otherwise the shopkeeper wouldn't serve him. They were arguing for ages, he wanted to know where they kept their amphetamine. So.. in the end she was like - 'You want my glasses eh? well, you can't have them! But she can.' Then she gave me these glasses and told me to go over to the men's bathroom section. when I put the glasses on, suddenly things that seemed pretty normal changed. Like, where a shelf had seemed empty, suddenly heaps of bottled appeared, stuff that before looked like something thrown in a corner became neatly stocked shelves, and yea, I was going through all these labels. level 1 - 4 effect. Hehe - the level 4 one was labelled '7 realities in one day.' I thought that was kinda cool. But in order to make the dude less crazy than he already was I snapped up a level 2 bottle, as that'd be 'less bad' for him. Umm, then people were filling into the shop, shooting at us.
Matt: whoa intense
Me: I spend ages crawling on the floor, trying to keep shelves between me and the shooters. And the shelves were suddenly super low so I hardly had any space. Then in the end I made it out to the dude's car, and he sped off with me and let me out in a suburb somewhere, there was snow, and immediately i found myself in a snowball-fight. That was kinda the end of it.
Matt: that is pretty mental