skullgrid

had one of those rare (for me) experiences of actually remembering a dream last night and it was a bit... odd. if this seems a bit disjointed it's b/c i'm copy/pasting from an IM session where i told someone about it already:

so
i'm walking through the main strip of my old hometown
except it's completely different, kinda "modernized" and more built up, better/more diverse shops, that sorta thing
then for some reason i decide to cut down an alley to the next street parallel
so i get over there, and there's two different roofing jobs going on
the one guy is on a slanted, 1.5-storey style roof and makes a comment about how he's not scared to be up there
and then there's two other guys working on a different 2 storey house, kitty-corner to the first guy
their roof is more flat
all of a sudden the one dude falls off the edge of the 2-storey
smacks face/stomach-down into a scaffold halfway down
then gets flipped 180 bouncing off the scaffold and hits the ground on his back
he gets up and starts walking toward me, looks to be barely injured
so i'm like "are you ok?"
he goes "well i'm walking aren't i?"
then i ask if he wants me to call an ambulance on my cell or anything
and he YELLS at me: "i can't feel my left fucking leg!!! what do you think?!?!?!"
i look down at my phone to dial 911
and when i look back up he's gone, running up the street

i woke up at that point

i mean...

W

T

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... right?