I had a dream New Orleans had been affected by more hurricanes and become very tropical and abandoned and in some areas, there were actually jungles. Some white skinhead dude was chasing me and my friends around, he had a gun, I don't remember why. I think I wasn't supposed to be there, I remember thinking he was going to deport me. It was probably a mistake since I'm a US citizen, I was running around trying to get help from different people, I got separated from HNM but oddly enough they weren't trying to get him at all. I hid with some friends in a bad neighborhood until the guy found me there, I escaped right away because I didn't want to put them in danger. There was a gunshot but nobody screamed so I was pretty sure no one there got shot, then I ran into the City Park jungle area and hid in a tree. The guy followed me but couldn't see me in the tree, so he camped around there for a few hours. He killed some rodents and picked some mushrooms, picked some of those baby onion weeds that grow in that area, cooked them, ate them, took a short nap, woke up sweating, crying, freaking out, thrashing. He took off all his clothes and ran around, then his thrashing stopped after a few minutes. He knelt down and picked at the grass, then he started singing about how much he loved the jungle. He was still crying, kissing trees, he kissed a snail, he tip toed everywhere, he apologized a few times to no one in particular, then he looked at the put out camp fire and threw up.
All my dreams are nuts.
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