International Oneironaut Shared Dreaming Journal

KushyBear's Dream

I'm walking down the street, inside a neighborhood. This is the same tract my cousin lives in. I'm with a two friends and we spot some mutual friends. There's me, three males, and two females. The females are lesbian and are touchy feely with each other. The male from the other group is ignorant and just wants to blaze. He unleashes his insecurities on me by verbal abuse. I don't take any of it and leave, telling them I don't need to smoke. I had two small packages in my pocket, which if seen by police, would get me stopped. I tuck them down. One guy I was with originally explains that I know myself and won't let anybody tell me otherwise.

I'm in a classroom with students. It seems as a normal school day. Someone with high authority at the school requests to speak with me. He questions my resolve to abstain from weed. I forgot the answer I gave, but I know that it wasn't clever. In certain points of view though, you'd know that it was strong enough for me to not smoke.