anyway i woke up this morning very well rested and genuinely awake bc i got 10 hours sleep but also literally i had a vivid fucking dream memory in my mind that has not left my head
anyway i had a fever/stress dream (?) about scooby doo ig
it was shaggy and scooby in the pup named scooby doo artstyle and they were in the postapocalypse and scavenging for food.
n when i woke up i had the specific imagery in my brain of them doing a like classic slapstick bit of
"im gonna take a bite of this one sandwich we found-- oops where's it gone? oh you have it!" and back and forth but with like a distinct undertone of melancholy.
then i laid in bed for 5 mins trying to unpack that