Two nights in a row I’ve dreamt about DiSers
The first one was so bad that I almost PM’d the DiSer in question at 3 in the morning to ask if they were alright; and the one last night was a weird DiS meat that was happening simultaneously with another gathering of people I knew in the same building. I was going between the two.
One of those dreams that had really weird toilet-related architecture. As in, I was looking for a place to go, but the architecture of the bathrooms was built around obfuscation