statue mold
I dreamed they were making monument for me in the town square. They had to stand me up on a pillar and make a mold around me.
While I was inside the mold, I was thinking, "Do these people know who I am? If they knew what I had done, would they still think I deserve a monument?"
I was inside the mold a long time. For a while I could hear people talking outside, but after a while the voices stopped.
I could hear birds chirping. Occasionally a police siren would pass the park.
Even though I couldn't see, I got the sense that night was falling. I started to get a boner, which was uncomfortable.
It was really hot inside the mold.