My dream started with myself in a medieval looking courtyard/vineyard. Grapes were growing on the sides of the fences and there were a lot of crisscrossed fencing. In the center of the courtyard there was a huge castle with 2 wooden doors that made an arch when they were closed. All the sudden, a school nurse walks inside holding the old-fashioned Medkit with medical tape, and other various items; almost like a house doctor's kit. I stood there and pondered for a second, debating whether or not I should go in too, because I had a very uneasy feeling, but I ended up starting to go towards the doors until I heard cries of pain from the nurse that had just walked in; as if she were being beaten to death or shredded apart by savages. What a crazy setting.... The screams came to a halt and silence befell the vineyard once more until somebody came out from the arched doors; it was my best friend, Chuck! (We go way back to my 8th grade, he was in 6th)
I was like, "What in fucks name just happened, man?" And of course he brought me up to speed, he said "Be careful when going in there; its your high school reunion so your friends will all know you, but if you give them a hint of bad vibes they will go after you." I asked him why? Also, I noticed that he had been stammering and in a drunken kind of posture. "It's this anti-depressant they all took. '(Stimu-something... I forgot that part)' is the name. I took one too and I don't feel right." I was like "How does an antidepressant make you violent?" He continued, "Well they all started with one and got really happy and at peace like me, until they completely forgot about their own lives, responsibilities and identities, so they just took another, and another until they became blinded by bliss. Anybody who gets in the way of their euphoria, like the nurse will be ripped apart. I made it out just in time." (Wow.) So I thought for a second, and then I said "Come with me." We both opened the doors, and I saw a bunch of my old school mates jumping on the tables, singing and a few of them were feeding on the nurse, until one of them noticed me. "Frank!!!! Duuuuude, I'm so happy you could make it!!!" And they all looked at me and gave me their insanely euphoric and confused greetings. I was like "Awwww yeah, it's (this name, that name, this person, that person...)! Shit, it's been fucking forever!!" And they said something like "We're just having a good time!" I was like "Fuck yeah, we are!" And they seemed to stop acknowledging me and continue on with their drugged/drunken good time. To the right was somewhat of a storage room, so I went that way as chuck followed me, and what we saw were boxes upon boxes of plain, white bottles of unmarked pills, which were obviously the anti-depressants. A lot of the boxes had been ripped open, and many pill bottles were scattered all around. As soon as I discovered the messy storage room, my dream had ended just like that. Nothing more, nothing less...
Listening to: The beautiful silence of upstate NY