Last night I had a dream that I ran from a pack of bears.

It was nighttime and I ran from them, ending up in a neighbor's back yard. I started climbing fences, trying to get back to my house. The sun started coming up and one lady came outside to water her garden while I was climbing through. At first, I thought she didn't notice me. But then she made some comment about understanding mental illness. She thought I was a crazy person who got lost.

Then, for some reason, when I got home, I grabbed a pair of binoculars and started spying on her from my room.

She left her house, and some guy returned. Saw me spying on him, and called the police. So I started frantically throwing away the binoculars and anything else that I used to spy on him before the police came and talked to me.

Idk why I'm telling you guys any of this. I'm bored af.

Don't try to interpret it. I already know it's about feeling judged.