A dream:
I was in a mental hospital and had no idea why I was there. Everything was white and even the workers were dressed in all white. I tried to talk to them and ask why I was there, but they ignored me and didn't even appear to be hearing me.
They began to move all of us patients from our rooms down the hall to a large room that looked like a high school cafeteria, except everything was white and pristine. On each of the "lunch" tables they had many blank sheets of paper and some markers. They sat us down and gave us no instructions.
All of us soon were bored and felt compelled to write and/or draw. I started to scribble psycho therapy all over my paper. Looking around I saw "bad brains", "I wana be sedated", "here today gone tomorrow", "now I wana sniff some glue", "gimme gimme shock treatment", and many more Ramones songs/lyrics.
The people working began to notice what was being written and were trying to shuttle us all out and back to our rooms in a hurry. I was trying to tell them it was all songs, but once again they acted as if they couldn't hear me. They began to take me the opposite direction of all the rooms, and I had no idea where they were taking me. Then I heard some girl screaming "you're gonna kill that girl" and I started to panic.
Then I woke up.
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