[1] Last night, I dreamed I was taking shots.
[2] What happened next?
[1] I forget.
Before that, I was... doing a trust exercise with people, who were all blindfolded, but I took my blindfold off to ask what the point of the exercise was and whether or not I was doing it correctly. But the organizer called me out on not wanting to take part in the exercise and attempted to sedate me with a cloth soaked in anesthetic so that I could be sent to an asylum. Getting woozy, I screamed at him for trying to drug me and the participants for not helping me. Then I busted down the gym door and broke down the service entrance, shouting something about social injustice as I fled into the desert.
Later I dreamt of being in a Mountain Equipment Co-op, being stealthy.