Soooo
I don't know why but I keep thinking about this dream (it was really really vivid like cold and harsh) I had.
I dreamt I murdered two people, twins, they were homeless late middle age, I didn't recognise their faces, we were in a shed ,it was totally bizarre. I used a pistol and shot the 1st in the head at point blank range and sprayed the 2nd with numerous bullets when I left them it was snowing outside I could feel the cold.
Later on I dreamt I was in a hotel room with a washed up rock singer looked a bit like Withnail he was throwing a strop and we fled the hotel travelling in a camper van through a small satellite type town to a dingy flat.
I woke up sweating and gasping for breath.
I don't normally remember my dreams so I thought I'd blog it
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