#and when Otacon Dan started sliding on the riverbed on his face

[curiosity-killed]

This round of bonkers cold medicine dreams was much less stressful than usual and all one long dream but still included:

Bachelorette party that was like a multi-day, all wedding guests extravaganza

World’s most treacherous “lazy” river (complete with rapids) through woods I usually dream about as the site of murder

“Otacon Dan” — a middle-aged bald man who was my friend’s coworker and known for how, on any horizontal surface, he’d lay face down with his hands at his sides and just go to sleep that way

An escape room that was an old brewery/factory (still being used as a brewery; there were other guests while we were running around) based on a story of a runaway bride which kept getting darker/more ominous the more manic *our* fictional dream bride got about figuring it out

Gian Carlo Perez of the Washington Ballet appearing in the midst of this to tutor a young kid (who was not part of the party) on the role of Romeo (play not ballet) and roping me in to run Juliet’s lines only the script I had wasn’t R&J