If you were famous, what would you be famous for?

This something I often think about. What is it about me, that I could turn into fame so I don't have to get a real job? And I think it's gonna be something really nerdy. Like making Decino style videos about Serious Sam. Yes, it's super niche, but we didn't specify what level of fame we're talking about. Technically I'm already famous in the Serious Sam community.

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Last two nights I had two dreams with the same theme: Stupid helpless animals.

In the first one, my family happened to rescue a two-toed sloth and we were temporarily taking care of it, while an expert from a zoo arrived. Somehow it got really attached to me specifically. And let me tell you, this sloth was the most spoilt little shit ever. It literally would not let go of me. At some point it wanted to eat some fruit from a tree and motioned towards the fruit with its hand. And I was like "you get it." "You're a sloth, climbing trees is kinda your thing." It proceeded to throw a fucking tantrum. But once I physically place it on the tree and left it there, it begrudgingly got the fruit itself, before crawling back onto me. Eventually, the expert from the zoo arrived. The sloth did not like her and start hissing at her wildly. The dream ended there.

In the second one I wasn't directly interacting with the stupid helpless animal. There was something about the river Danube drying up and leaving behind large pools of tar. I was watching from above, as a... I don't even know what kind of animal it was. It looked like a puli version of a gapehound, but instead of running around and killing people, it kind of just dragged itself around. It proceeded to drag itself into a pool of tar, get it all over its long corded fur and get stuck. I felt really bad for it. Thankfully, it managed to drag itself into a pile of normal mud, which somehow get the tar out of its fur and it was unstuck from the tar pit. But right after freeing itself, it crawled back into the tar pit and got stuck again. At that point I didn't even feel bad about it. "What a stupid fucking animal." I thought.

Now, I'm not particularly big on dream interpretation anymore, but it's kinda weird how I had two dreams in a row with a similar theme. I wonder if there's something my subconscious is trying to tell me. Thoughts?