So a few months ago, probably a few weeks before I went back home for Christmas, I had this random dream about my hometown. I showed up to this cookout and as I’m walking around I’m running into all my exes from my hometown. They all tell me one by one that we need to talk. My cousin tells me I have to get outta there and we plan an escape. I leave and walk down the block, trying to catch a bus back to my moms when I run into a guy I had beef with from way back when. I don’t think he notices me but I get nervous because when I go back I try to avoid people as much a possible. Then it just suddenly turns to night and I’m walk as fast as I can. Not to catch the bus but I just feel the need to speedwalk. I was extremely anxious and paranoid before I left my hometown and this dream put me back in that mindset. It sucked man.