On the night that I didn't eat anything before sleeping, I still had a dream where I was participant of Ninja Warrior in my art school. The school looked the same, but the layout was slightly altered. In my dream, I made it through the First Stage of the game, and then all the way to the Third Stage, but then I decided to go home and catch the train to be picked up. If you don't know what I'm talking about when I say Ninja Warrior, go look for it on the internet. Might as well so you don't feel left out of my head, right? Must be awkward to walk in a conversation you don't know. I know.
Ninja dream....don't the walls look like corn??
Then, last night, I was starving at three in the morning (I mean who doesn't) so I went into the kitchen and ate some french bread (absolute guilty pleasure). Maybe I've been watching a lot of Ninja Warrior, so maybe it was the reason for my dream to result in something similar. This dream was a little bit more clear in story (since the previous dreams seemed to jump from place to place, idea to idea).
I dreamed that I was a traceuse, or a freerunner or one who practices parkour. Well, I did look into this yesterday most of the time I was online so I guess my dream was just a little bit of wishful thinking. I was good and skilled in my dream! How I wish I could do what I did in my dream! Oh, then the weirdest part of my dream was that David Blaine came and started chasing me with his freerunning skills. He said I was stealing his show. So here I was, trying to get away from David Blaine, running and jumping off buildings. He was always a step ahead of me, but he couldn't catch me. Haha, in your face! (But I have lots of respect for this guy though).
Another from my sketchbook of a traceur, jumping off a building. Maybe I shoulda drawn David Blaine doing this instead.
Wait...I still had a dream on the night I didn't eat. Eh, I'll still keep experimenting. Bored people are hungry too, you know.
On the side note...
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