I’ve been taking to writing down my dreams on a little notebook beside my bed so the next day I’ll actually remember them…I’m coming up with some interesting stuff…by interesting I mean WEIRD

I’m with a couple of friends at a diner drinking coffee and there is this full length corner mirror outlined in what looks to be diamonds….Local mythos is that the door is a portal to another dimension and many people have been lost through it over the years. The problem is no one can figure out exactly how it works.

This one obsessive compulsive girl is counting every “Diamond” believing that she can come up with a mathematical formula to open up the vortex. Hopped up on coffee and feel it froggy I go over there to give it a try where I immediately understand that logic and analyzation will not be enough. Sometimes, pure thought and feeling is what is required. With that realization there’s a ripple in the mirror. Opening up my mind to the vastness of space, trying to find the limit of what’s controlable and whats beyond I find the line where space and thought intersect. At that moment, I’m dragged through the mirror into–the exact same diner–just, different. For starters, it’s set up as a buffet.

Walking up and asking for eggs and sausage I get eggs and brocoli. Turns out there is no meat in this reality because no one wants to go kill and prepare an animal. Oh, for some reason there happens to be a Remington 700 on top the jukebox with a full ammo box.

Then I woke up as I’m walking out the door about ready to go kill various animals because I want meat…