listening to music in my room
more ancient doodles. this time of the pit variety. I’m manifesting a Kid Icarus Uprising switch 2 port
I had a dream that my siblings and me were making ice cream in a park using a crank machine and it turned out to be a time machine that transported us back in time in the very spot and then it disappeared.
there were some people sitting on a porch chain smoking cigarettes nearby and one of them was like ‘well where did you all come from?’
one of them was young gene wilder. idk anything about him. i had to google "willy wonka actor" to make this post. but he was there.
my sisters didn’t notice but me and my older brother were pointedly ignoring. we started chatting with them and they could tell we were off somehow but they thought we were kinda fun so they invited us in for dinner and drinks.
we got inside and had just one moment to ourselves my brother was like ‘that’s Gene Wilder. we’ve gone back in time. likely the 1960s. he looks pre Willy Wonka.’ and my youngest sister looked around the wood panel room at the furniture and was like ‘I coulda told you all that without Gene Wilder being here.’ We decided to stay and see if the ice cream time machine brought us here for any reason and maybe we could get back to our time.
So we have dinner and I’m flirting with Gene Wilder and then after dinner everyone gets up to get wine and we have a minute to ourselves and my brother’s like ‘hopefully this wasn’t random and the time icecream machine put us here for a reason. if so, maybe it’ll reappear if we figure out why we’re here. we need to focus. Story. Stop flirting with Gene Wilder' and I was like 'alright but he started it.'
In that moment our Grandpa shows up in this incredible outfit, with a denim skirt and like high concept fashion porcelain slippers shaped like sardines. We’re like ‘okay this has to be relevant’ and my brother goes ‘but it still makes no sense’ and I say ‘Grandpa in a denim skirt makes perfect sense to me’ an he said ‘the TIME TRAVEL!!! but yeah grandpa looks great i agree…’
then since in real life when I lived in my grandpa‘s house when I was 18 I got to take all of my Nana’s old clothes from her closet, I was trying to find a way in the dream to slyly suggest to my grandpa he should save the shoes he was wearing so that I could also inherit them someday and my siblings were like YOU NEED TO FORGET ABOUT THE SARDINE SHOES AND YOUNG GENE WILDER
