I love dreaming. As Joe Rogan theorizes we go to sleep and our mind fills up with heavy doses of DMT from the Pineal gland and we spend hours tripping. This would explain why dreams make perfect sense until we look back at them.

In our dreams we are transported to another dimension which while we are unconscious makes perfect sense to us since we just see it and we don’t try to interpret it.

Anyways I remembered my dream again last night, so I thought I would share.

So I was leading a group of people to some magical place to go snowboarding… There was snow inside the rooms and each room was giant. I had been describing to people how great the mattresses were for sliding over and doing tricks on. However soon people started to get upset because they had replaced the icy mattresses with pillow-tops so you could no longer just slide off them.

I wasn’t too concerned and I reassured everybody that our rooms were near the best hills. However people soon came back to me bitching that there were no other hills. I was sure there were hills nearby so I set out to explore myself. Directly next to the hotel rooms for a little ways I found these amazingly beautiful streams and mountains with the sun shining and a cool breeze blowing. So initially I thought, well maybe everybody was right and the hills were gone. However I do not like to give up so I walked a bit further I found some huge trees and next to them there were snowy hills and paths.

So I was happy and went to tell everybody else of their location but when I got back I was immediately told I had to turn in our gear and leave. I seemed to just accept this though I felt rushed and as I turned in my gear I was 1 minute late and so the place charge me $25 extra dollars. To which I was upset and went in a back room to talk to the manager about.

I cannot recall the resolution, in normal reality I would have talked him into removing the fee but now the only thought I had was that if it was $25 extra to be late, then I should have spent a few hours extra before turning in my gear.