Larry Nation

Last night I dreamt I was the big brother of a family with an useless dad called Larry Nation, a mom called Carla, and two children, a boy (me, it wasn't realy me but I was him in the dream) and a little girl like little miss sunshine yk. It was pretty strange but it felt like a movie. We were living in my irl aunts house (but in the dream it was ours) and we were in a kind of dictatorship and my uncle or smthin personnaly knew the supreme leader.

I had a problem with my foot and I had to see the foot doctor on wednesday. Wednesday passed and the doctor didn't come (he was supposed to come to my house dny). So my useless dad, Larry Nation, called the state to ask for another appointment as we were in a dictatorship so the state was in charge of everything. The state said we couldn't get another appointment. It wasn't a huge deal as my foot was alright. Larry didn't do much more which made Carla upset.

Then someone arrived, an excentric lady with glasses we'll call Barna.

Barna entered in the house with paper to take notes of whatever. She told she was from the state and she was irrationnally checking stuff in the house. Carla was rationnally mad at her. This was really like in a movie like the funny cops in those puppy movies for children. Or the carricatural depiction of the absurdity of paperwork idk.

Then Carla's mother arrived for lunch. She was a very cold old lady who never smiled. Carla got to take care of her.

Barna then took a cold gas spray like when your injured and sprayed on my foot and I got sick. 

Carla was very angry and Barna left.

Very strange.

I'm tired.

La flemme de continuer de toute façon c'est incompréhensible.