A few nights ago I had a dream that I was stranded in Montreal, Canada. I had to figure out the bus system to get to my unknown destination. The buses were all double decker. I decided to try out a random route and see where it took me. The upper level made me extremely nauseated, so I had to ask the driver to stop in the middle of an intersection so I could exit the bus. I proceeded to projectile vomit all over the pavement, spraying some on a small stray dog passing by. The sun set faster than all hell and soon I was walking alone with my luggage. I entered a ghetto area before reaching the downtown. Everyone was sleeping on the front lawns. I called out for help but no one woke up. I kept yelling WAKE UP WAKE UP!!! ALL OF YOU WAKE UP!! My dream ended abruptly when I woke up in a sweat. I never want to go to Montreal.
Illustration by Scott Donaldson.
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