Another weird inpatient dream…

…This time, I ran away (which is a recurring theme in my admissions in real life).

I was escaping over the rooftops (yeah, go figure!) and I had to jump off the roof of the shopping mall.

Then my dad turned up and tried to bring me down off the roof.

I ended up face down in this river of sludge in the park at night. I was just faking being unconscious and waiting for the nurses to turn up and find me. I knew I had to go back, but I didn’t want to just walk back in and look like a dufus. No, far better to lie face down in a filthy polluted river, coz that’s just CLASSY!!

I keep having these dreams that I’m in inpatient. And the hospital is always somewhere crazy, such as a supermarket, an underground station, or a cemetery (to name a few).