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Oh, wow, where do I even begin? I had a long, crazy dream!

Right, so I was in this group, we were kind of... a gang. Everything looked old and abandoned, but I dunno if it was in the past or if something had happened (I remember a huge wave/tsunami, but I can't tell if it was in this dream or in another dream I had earlier), but... well, everywhere we went, it was like an old, rural area.

I think we were selling drugs (I started watching Breaking Bad, can you tell? ) and other illegal stuff, as well as taking people from one place to another (I'm not sure sure why they couldn't move, but we had to help them). I spent a huge part of my dream either driving the (of course, old) bus myself or just watching the dirty, muddy roads as someone else drove it.

Whenever we stopped somewhere, it was a big, old house. Almost like a farm house, but inside, there were LOTS of rooms... so even though the houses were big, the rooms where people lived were absolutely tiny and disgusting.

Not sure how this happened, but in another part of the dream, I ended up on a boat... still with the same group and the same... goals. Who knows what happened?

Once we got out of the sea, I was in a city and I was on my own. I got a car (probably stole it, but... don't remember) and started driving around, looking for people to sell my stuff to.

I wonder why I am such a criminal in my dreams.