Well Well Well If It Isn't Lana At the Crib.
I had a dream that started where i would be leaving work and driving home a very long way and started to find shortcuts through all of these different rural areas and it felt a little like red dead redemption where you’d find these massive open plains and swamps and forests, but the game itself while i was driving would start to look like old boxy racing games, and i would be driving up on the walls, etc. to avoid other cars and animals and trees, and then eventually as i was getting back to the highway, it would look like the sonic the hedgehog bonus game where you had to run up the sides of the half pipe. I noticed one guy was driving the same way home as i was and he started to follow me and he passed me on the road and he nodded at me, but he ended up dying as the sonic road transitioned to the regular road back home. Like somehow his nervous system could not adapt to the shift from half pipe to highway.
Then i was “home” at this house that i lived in and Jack was there and Kaleena was there. Kaleena was reading in another room trying to solve a mystery book with a friend online in a different language and she wouldn’t share any details with us and ultimately would only talk to us briefly in english but then would slip into words in the other language. LANA DEL REY showed up at our house because she got lost and she said she ended up at a karaoke bar and she was invited to it by a few people me and jack work with who were kind of socially awkward, etc. and LANA was sort of being nice about it and i started talking to her in my loud personality and she was like OHHH okay, and we were laughing so hard about it. She called this person Phong by the name Puzzle and we were cackling. She said i had to come out on the road with her to help out her crew. Jack ended up giving her a hoodie of an anime but he was explaining to her he bought it after her influence on him about something i couldn’t hear because i was going upstairs and they were downstairs on a living room couch.
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