speaking of, I had some fucked up dream a few days ago...
it started with me and a friend that wanted to race at this go kart track for an inexplicable reason but the place outside looked empty, no people
anyway we investigate this two story house next to the track not sure why the house was so close or why a gokart track needed such a large building but we took the chance anyway
so we woke up the owner who was creepy to me and he was old. my friend asked if it was ok to race but he started going on about the romans and their culture for some reason, then a van crashed into the wall which we both got in then I woke up
im not sure why but the speech he gave about the romans was very long and he often repeated this phrase over and over, I wish I had written it down, it seemed so oddly relevant like a message that I needed to know, so important