i was lying in a field of dead, grey sunflowers. he was the only color there and so bright. my eyes hurt, and i couldn't stand to look at him. he told me he was going to save me from the idea of myself.

i turned around, and the field was gone. there was nothing. nothing at all.

i smiled.

there was some sort of race. i intentionally lost.
people in rooms. across a large part of the highway from each other. it was night time. anxiety. something important.
....

then i was in some sort of old theater building or something. things in there with sharp teeth. like ghosts but wanting to eat people. i'm one of them, but i'm trying to help people instead of the sharp-toothed things. then outside. hills. inside/outside, not sure. a thing with sharp teeth. before i kill it, i have to remove its teeth. i do that. i save them in a tupperware. the teeth can be made into tools. into needles and beads and such.

after i killed them all, i removed my teeth in a decrepit bathroom over the sink. i think someone is in there with me. a friend. i don't want to bite anyone. thought about a dentist appointment soon. i could get false teeth. there's a lot of blood because i've cut my fingers on the teeth trying to remove them, and my gums are bleeding from the holes where my teeth were.