An emotionally intense dream
I dreamt about killing two people in my life. I can’t remember who they were, or what threats they posed to my life. The killing blow was delivered simply by a stab to their abdomen, and I walked away calmly as if nothing had happened.
Shortly after guilt and fear struck me, and I couldn’t believe that someone like me who was brought up from a traditional family would actually commit a murder! In order to prolong my remaining days as a civilian, I avoided crowded places and people, discarded things that personally identify me.
But the emotional distress was too much to bear, and every moment was a living hell. So, putting aside my fear of human judgment, I poured out to my friend Russell(do I have a friend called Russell?).
To my surprise, Russell didn’t tell me to turn myself in, and said something else, which I couldn’t remember, and that’s also the moment I woke up in the early hours just before the sun rose, feeling amused at my brain’s capacity to create such a movie.
And that, my friends, is how I got to live as a criminal for a few hours 😂