Digital Wanderer

We live as long as we fly

Dream - treasure hunting for the rich merchant's daughter

I dreamed I was searching for treasure to marry the daughter of a rich merchant, who wasn't ready to give her away to a broke loser. To find the riches, we had to climb snow-covered slopes and eat all sorts of crap. When a storm hit, going outside the shelter was impossible. And it consisted of a single room. So we ended up sleeping and eating right there, and shitting straight on the floor (there were no buckets). There was still shit left over from the previous guests — either they were just filthy degenerates, or they got caught in the same situation as us.

Luckily, we made it back alive, though we didn't strike it rich. Nevertheless, the merchant was willing to wait. His villa was situated in such a way that the entrance opened out into the market. This bazaar was the kind with a roof but no walls, so basically just a street.

I stopped by his place because I really needed to use the toilet (weird that it wasn't to see my betrothed). That wasn't an issue, but as soon as I flushed, the huckster grumbled that he’d add the water I used to my tab. I was totally floored, of course, but kept my mouth shut. At the end of the day, my goal is not to marry him, but his daughter, plus I'll get the dowry.

Everything is still ahead.

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Dream - a military school for archaeologists and a time loop

I dreamed that I was getting ready to enroll in some school for either anthropologists or archaeologists, along with some friends I don't know in real life (a guy and a girl). The training was brutal, almost military. Drill training, weapons handling, borderline physical punishment. All this with cramming from morning till night, a ton of material. Maybe it was actually the Zemessardze?

Either way, a parade ground with tanks was visible right from the window of my house. Upon finishing the training, we were deployed to distant southern lands filled with jungles. A few days later, we discovered vine-covered otherworldly artifacts that took a heavy toll on our psyche. We were writhing and tripping out, until it turned out that time had rolled back to the moment of our enrollment in the school.

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Dream - being late for the medical check-up before high school graduation

I dreamed there was going to be a high school graduation, but first we had to pass a health check. I, out of my current habit, got up at 11 o'clock, ate, and by the time I got my act together, it was already two in the afternoon. And the graduation was at four, they asked us to arrive an hour early, because we still needed time for the check-up!
I got on the new number 4 tram (I have no idea where it comes from or where it goes). Upon arrival, they immediately started giving me grief. Like, everyone's already on the bus, and I'm the only one running late. I went into the building where they do the health checks, and they asked for my ID card. I hand it to them - turns out it's not mine. Somehow I accidentally grabbed someone else's, under the name of John. Luckily, mine was right there.

For some reason, they asked if I have epilepsy. I answered that I only have fibromyalgia. The nurse took my ID card, started doing some paperwork, and told me not to go inside, but to wait outside. I waited until I got sick of it. I try to go in, but at the entrance (not by the door, but at the entrance itself) the interface switched to Chinese, and a menu is floating in the air. I couldn't switch it back to English no matter what, so I never got in. Around this time, I noticed Max D. run inside. He was a bit sweaty, since he was even later than me. After some time he ran out in triumph, thrilled that he got everything sorted and could go to the bus. In reality, Max isn't my classmate, but a coursemate from RTU.

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