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last night's dream
Mar. 25th, 2026 10:34 ammore like this morning, but anyway. It was a good dream. I felt strong and smart and hopeful when I woke up. That's nice, isn't it?
I dreamed I was drafted into ICE or the military? I wore perfume and nail polish with my uniform to piss off the officers. Like, I'd been told not to, but then someone else that was there said they were glad I did that and hoped I'd keep wearing nail polish, even if shooting the guns made my nails chip.
One of the officers was making everyone run and of course I was terrible at it. Then we all had to get in line to go to target practice and the officer wouldn't let me go to do that, he made me stay behind. I said, "oh, too bad, I'm really good at shooting." He was yelling at me about how some of his best troops were going to come visit my home in the night to teach me and my family what MAGA was all about and I said, "come on over. I love the first, fourth fifth and 14th amendment but my favorite is the second. Be sure to smile for the cameras I have all over when you meet my bang-bangs!"
That same bully officer (I think? or maybe one of my fellow maga shithead recruits?) gave me a 'couch potato ' prize that was like a little dollhouse couch. One of the high ranking officers later said she liked it so I smiled real big and gave it to her. I knew that the bully and his friends would see the higher ranking officer carrying around their shame prize and be embarrassed.
Later in the dream the bully officer was trying to tell me I was unamerican and I listed all the things I love about it, including due process for migrants who have gone through the courts and applied for asylum or legal status. I just kept calm and cheerful and quoted facts and laws to him. I could tell it was making him mad but there were other recruits and older officers who had my back, and the other recruits and I were talking among ourselves as we stood in lines and waited for our turns to run and shoot and do obstacle courses and shit, about how we were going to sabotage everything from the inside and help immigrants. Ultimately it was a good dream. Reminded me that I can use my smart mouth and sass for the powers of good.
I dreamed I was drafted into ICE or the military? I wore perfume and nail polish with my uniform to piss off the officers. Like, I'd been told not to, but then someone else that was there said they were glad I did that and hoped I'd keep wearing nail polish, even if shooting the guns made my nails chip.
One of the officers was making everyone run and of course I was terrible at it. Then we all had to get in line to go to target practice and the officer wouldn't let me go to do that, he made me stay behind. I said, "oh, too bad, I'm really good at shooting." He was yelling at me about how some of his best troops were going to come visit my home in the night to teach me and my family what MAGA was all about and I said, "come on over. I love the first, fourth fifth and 14th amendment but my favorite is the second. Be sure to smile for the cameras I have all over when you meet my bang-bangs!"
That same bully officer (I think? or maybe one of my fellow maga shithead recruits?) gave me a 'couch potato ' prize that was like a little dollhouse couch. One of the high ranking officers later said she liked it so I smiled real big and gave it to her. I knew that the bully and his friends would see the higher ranking officer carrying around their shame prize and be embarrassed.
Later in the dream the bully officer was trying to tell me I was unamerican and I listed all the things I love about it, including due process for migrants who have gone through the courts and applied for asylum or legal status. I just kept calm and cheerful and quoted facts and laws to him. I could tell it was making him mad but there were other recruits and older officers who had my back, and the other recruits and I were talking among ourselves as we stood in lines and waited for our turns to run and shoot and do obstacle courses and shit, about how we were going to sabotage everything from the inside and help immigrants. Ultimately it was a good dream. Reminded me that I can use my smart mouth and sass for the powers of good.
