17.11.2023 * 06.31 / dream journal one

my house was a very nice house in a themepark i think. it 
was low on the ground and deep into a cave looking out on a sunny 
street. i was out and about and i thought my home was in 
danger. so i walk back home and i push down a right wing 
flag, the kind of skinny flags they have at supermarkets. the 
wood snaps, a couple of boys see me do it. they are 
putting up the flags and posters right before the corner of 
the street in front of my house. they yell at me and i start 
running but they catch up with me because i cant move. they 
tell me as they hold me thay theyre going to do the same to 
me as theyre going to do to that flag pole because you cant 
do that to someones property. one boy cratches my arm open 
with a knife and i struggle which makes it hurt more. 
eventually i get away and try to run to my house but i bump 
into an old teacher who doesnt notice what is going on and i 
am kept outside of my house by my own politeness.