No thats quite literally my dreams, heres one i wrote down.
Weird ass moomin dream:
Note: this entire dream was in swedish but with the finnish moomin dialect applied throughout, more interactions also ocurred but i was too tired to note them and they were irrelevant
(I am moomin, first person POV, looks like IRL environment, very realistic)
I walk around in the woods during afternoon, sun is shining. I come upon a crossing and see a small house next to the road, but the path is blocked by some fallen trees. I immediately recognize a haunting feeling that something is watching me. Some evil spirits has decided that an alternate reality/timeline version of me had commited bad actions and that they were going haunt me. I turn back and head for the moomin house. Suddenly a stampede of cows/bulls/oxes charge toward me. I manage to trick them away by running around a patch of bushes that were close by the road.
I get home and talk to moomin dad, snufkin (and someone else, dont remember). They tell me that if i am haunted by evil spirits i need to get rid of them. I head back out but this time with snufkin on my side. We travel back the path I walked and close to the bush path a stray cow has gotten lost from the pack. It charges towards us and we manange to dodge it. In the bush patch I find a funky mask and I put it on to scare the cow away. It works and the cow runs away from us. I take off the mask but for some reason bring it with me. We somehow notice two invisible spirits taunting us (? think the had the mask at some point but idk?). Later I put the mask on to scare them away and it seems to work. Me and snufkin rush after them out of the woods, through a field and onto a road that stretcher far away together with the fields.
(at this point the dream turned into third person cartoon style and it was like a big ass wave filter was overlayed on top of the screen)
When the spirits are gone we start laughing for a while regarding how ridiculous the whole situation was. Suddenly the whole world starts waving. We get confused and snufkin suddenly points at what looks like a barren/withered christmas tree. He exclaims “Kolla mumin!”, “Våra förfäder brukade göra vass till brass!” (eng: “Mumin look!”, “Our great ancestors used to turn reed to weed!”). A close up of the christmas tree appears, it goes POP and instantly turns from a sad brown color to a potent green. We have touched the giga potent weed tree. We are now high as fuck. We start walking back towards the moomin house while laughing.
chiliedogg@lemmy.world 26 minutes ago
I dream about being at work. It’s extremely frustrating to wake up and realize I have to do it again.