Ive just woken up from a really weird dream, I was on my way to a holiday and I was in some sort of accident with the rest of my family and then we woke up in this completely white studio apartment like we were in purgatory and we had a knock on the door by a cute old lady and another mid thirties lady welcoming us to the building and we were all confused and it turns out we died and we were in the afterlife, we were all in denial and the mid thirties woman came in and helped us set up the room and talk to us about it and help us settle in and I was like “oh great we go for a holiday and end up on a holiday from life” but anyway we got settled in and the afterlife turned out pretty neat it was basically like normal life except everywhere was nicer and classier and easy and more welcoming but I ended up talking to my mum saying “what if we aren’t actually dead, you hear how people fall into comas after accidents and they have this whole other world that they believe is real what if this is it and we’re lying in hospital beds” that got my mum thinking and when we were out in the city she told me to wait here while she walked over this huge collection of tram lines and stations and I was like “what are you DOING” and it turns out she killed herself to get back into the real world and I was left roaming the afterlife for a while because I was scared to do it too just in case I wouldn’t actually go back to the real world and if I did kill myself I wouldn’t come back to the afterlife either I would just be gone forever because the afterlife isn’t big on suicide x oh and through this whole time I could keep in touch with the real world through the Internet on my phone it was all bizarre anyway now I’m awake and like
what