I briefly kept a dream journal last year, it seemed silly at the time because I thought I wouldn’t forget my dreams. I think I should start writing them down again because I read this entry today and am VERY confused…
Trying to travel to the future to avoid the planet being blown up. We’re in orbit and have to lose as much weight as we can.
I save the cheese.
Someone is killed by robots.
A spy shoots someone just as the time changes. The bullet hits a man and his skin peels back but he’s just disfigured because we move one year forward to California.