Hello. I posted here in a crisis where I described having a super vivid dream because I was panicking over obsessing over the possibility of being abandoned by a friend in love. 

**TL;DR. having vivid emotional dreams. does anyone else ever have those dreams? what do I do? should I be worried? also, is there a place where a salad costs $50**


well the dreams only got more and more vivid. last night, I dreampt that I tried suicide again and someone called the police. I ran and ran until they finally caught me and put me in a hospital / classroom thing and gave me remeron and some kind of antipsychotic. I literally went from panicked to calm and tired and thought I found the wonderdrug and all was well. lunch was a bit expensive ($50 for a salad!). I "woke up" and could not tell at all whether it was real or if it was fake. was I on these super meds? was my mind calmer? are salads still $50 a day? I didn't know. all I saw was I was working on a nonogram and it had an error in two blocks. 

next thing I know I see my sister talking to one of my friends on my phone. I immediately get mad and go into her room and take her sketch book and hide it like the little brother I am. my sis said something and I didn't like it. so I ended up burning her room down with her in it. I ran out the door and waited for the rest of the house to catch on fire. in fear that all my stuff was going to be burned. then I came to my senses and thought "what have I done?" and I was now panicking. I commited arson, I have to run. I have to cover shit up. how do I make it look like she did it herself? all of that. then I "woke up again" panicking. is she dead? did I kill her? is her room a smoldering mess? my sis then walked into the room and I told her where the book was! and all I saw was a nonogram. in the same exact placement. there was an error of three new blocks in a row. 

next I am taking a flight to korea. I am planning that trip, so It can be real. I was boarding the plane (past security and all that) when I remembered it was the 29th of February! I was trying to figure out why I am going to Korea now. I had school! I am not leaving for Korea (school) for another year. I look at the ticket and sure enough. it was for this year! I fucked up! I am in panic. I am talking to my bro who is a pilot to calm down. for some reason he is the one flying the plane I have to LaGuardia. anywho I think I missed my little flight. I start to lose my mind again and I started looking for my boarding passes so I can keep my time. I can't find it! I lost them. I try looking for them online and I can't remember the website. then I was told it departed and I can take a plane to bumfuck texas to get to JFK to get to LGA to get to Korea. I go for it. the plane makes a landing but can't leave. I make a ruckus and make lies and shit and the co pilot gets me a rental car so I can drive home. then I "wake up" again. and all I see is a nonogram. again, same tiles wrong, and I make the fix the new row of 7 that appeared out of nowhere. 

I think the tiles are symbolic. two of the tiles represented "am I on these meds". a row of three represented burning my sis. a 7 row was the plane incident. 

and for hours I was stuck wondering what is a dream and reality anymore. any more inception and I can make millions. 

has anyone else had vivid as fuck dreams that can be a manifestation of emotions going crazy during sleep? am I alone and typing this in the wrong place? ARE SALADS $50? I just need to know. 