Regretting my dream wasn't real
It was awesome. I think either I died, or went into cyrogenic freezing, but some dude was like "Yeah, it's the year 4000 now".
It was fucking badass, everything was normal about my uni, all the people I knew, but there was some new people, and you could change things just by looking at them. I couldn't find my coat, so I picked up a piece of paper, stared at it thinking "Coat, Coat, Coat" and it slowly morphed into my coat. And I was like "So, what's the currency now?"
"Oh we don't sell weapons anymore"
"What? No i mean what's the currency? Pounds, euros, something new?"
"Oh right, no we don't have an arms trade, and eventually all the need for money went away" (No idea how this works)
"So... alcohol is free?"
"Yep"
It was heaven. Never did get to drink anything though
