Last night, I had the weirdest dream ever.
In this dream, I was looking at myself from a third person point of view.
I was in a cage, which sat on a catapult.
The catapult launched me across the world.
I saw cities, mountains, forests, and oceans flew past me as I pondered something. I don’t know what it is.
The last place I saw was a coastal city basked in sunset. It vaguely resembled Manhattan, or San Francisco. I can’t remember.
Now comes the weird part.
In the dream, I was a snake.