last night I dreamed I was hanging on the sidewalk with friends. We were all around these two tables lined up next to each other so they took up most of the width the sidewalk had to other and stretched about 10 feet down. they were long.
As most dreams go, I was aware something was happening but not much else - no discerning conversations or crazy gesticulations, until something happened.
I became violently ill and let myself down easy on to the ground...then I leaned over the curb and began vomiting a dying cat. I vomited a dying cat.
It was a big feline, one that made you say, "Damn, you got a big cat," if you ever saw it when visiting someone.
I must have stood up at some point, because the cat dropped from a few feet off the ground - by the time it splattered onto the sidewalk, it was dead and drenched in bile. It was disgusting and I had myself thinking that my life was ending in a horrible way.
The I threw up a snake and realized it was a dream.
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