About two or three days ago, I had a non-lucid dream that I was a guinea pig for an anti-aging formula at a college laboratory that went terribly wrong on my birthday which caused me to rapidly aged to where I was like 80 years old, and getting older. At one point, I was arguing with a DC name Boothy who is my best friend in real life. We were arguing over Birthday cards. Is a month before my birthday too.

Me: *In an old lady shrilling voice* "Oh yeah!! Maybe I don't want people to give a crap about me!! It's my youth and I'm going to die in an hour or so!! What do you think? Shit!"
Boothy: "Don't say that!!" We are going to find a cure to this!! I promise!! We are almost there." The DC was trying to comfort me.
Me:"Eh? Young man? What's yah say? Am I losing my hair?!!"
Apparently, I was hard of hearing too.