They say the greatest enemy is yourself, and god damn if my subconscious didn't just piss me off so much.
The dream started pretty cool, life size model rockets being shot into the air and floating back with giant parachutes.
Apparently in order to view the event you had to register and sleep in one of the many themed tents there, i wanted a normal tent, but apparently i was overflow and thrown into a tent for the military, i wasn't supposed to be there but they gave me orders all the same. One guy, clearly not in charge but higher up the chain then a typical grunt, put his hand on the back of my neck and started barking to me about respect and following orders, I wanted to elbow him in the ribs but a fight would just get me a broken nose and a bloody mouth. Rather, I went off about why I wasn't suppose to be there, how i didn't want to go into the military, and how i didn't stay in boy scouts for a reason. Then i just left the tent, seeing as how they were only guests and could branch their control outside their own grounds i just walked to were they could order me around.
That's where it ended, ultimetly if i learned anything it's that i would be a draft dodger if ever a draft were to happen again.
6 years, 1 month ago
14 Jul 2012 16:49 CEST