I have a reoccurring dream where I’m in an infinitely generating public restroom. Sometimes it’s dirty, sometimes it’s not. Either way, there’s just room after room of nonsense bathroom fixtures and stalls in no particular layout that serve no particular function.
Same. That’s just our subconscious keeping us asleep while we need to go pee. It fulfills the need without fulfilling it. There has to be a bathroom, or you’d wake up and go to the real one. And it has to go on forever, without you actually finding a suitable toilet or you’d pee for real in the bed.
I think for me it’s gotta be something like this because going to school and seeing how trashed the bathrooms would get near the end of the day /super/ fucking grossed me out and stuck with me.
I have a reoccurring dream where I’m in an infinitely generating public restroom. Sometimes it’s dirty, sometimes it’s not. Either way, there’s just room after room of nonsense bathroom fixtures and stalls in no particular layout that serve no particular function.
Same. That’s just our subconscious keeping us asleep while we need to go pee. It fulfills the need without fulfilling it. There has to be a bathroom, or you’d wake up and go to the real one. And it has to go on forever, without you actually finding a suitable toilet or you’d pee for real in the bed.
Oh god I had a toilet phobia as a kid (why are they so fucking loud?) so infinite bathroom dreams are the worst.
I think for me it’s gotta be something like this because going to school and seeing how trashed the bathrooms would get near the end of the day /super/ fucking grossed me out and stuck with me.
Ah, the Infinite Bathroom Dimension!