Oh boy. Did I ever have some crazy dreams last night. And I've been procrastinating writing them up all day. Well, here goes!
Dreamdate: August 28, 2010. First dream occurred between 10:00pm and 2:00am. Second dream was between 4:00am and 11:00am.
PDA: I had a very emotional night. A fight with someone I care about deeply, and I also felt sick to my stomach and had a bad headache. I took NyQuil prior to going to bed.
Setup: First dream concerned my best friend Mandy; second dream involved my mom, brother, daughter, and my good friends Yesica and Leticia.
Dream #1: I was in a car, on the way to a grocery store, like Schnucks or Shop N Save. I picked up a hitchhiker, who coincidentally needed to go to the same exact store. I arrived there at about 8:15p.m. and there was a sign up that they were closing at 8:35p.m. Why this weird time, I do not know. I grabbed my cart and went around hurriedly trying to get everything that I needed. I got held up in the meat department, where I was trying to buy a seasoned chicken and some steak fries. I ran into Mike, who I used to work with in the meat department. Next thing I know, I am up in the fruit department, scooping a bunch of pineapple chunks into a huge Ziploc bag. My purse is sitting in my cart. Then some guy runs through the store and steals my purse out of my cart! But luckily a tall blond guy in a Marine uniform knocked him down and returned my purse to me. That was nice of him! Next I head over to the cookies and crackers, where I get some Townhouse Flatbread Crisps. I realize that I have to hurry, so I finish up and head to the checkout, where a girl I used to work with, Melissa, is the cashier. And who is in line in front of me, but my best friend Mandy! We shoot the shit and compare what we bought, and end up walking out to the parking lot together, where her husband is waiting in the car. We load up our groceries and say good night.
I drive the car out onto the road, but for some reason, it quit working, so I put it in reverse to try and get it to go. Next thing I know, I'm barreling backwards towards a line of cars! OMG! But I manage to get it under control. I head home, and it's like I'm driving in Grand Theft Auto. Oops, I hit a parked car, and 2 stars show up on my windshield, just like in the game. I accidentally run over some cops in my haste to get home, and now I have 5 stars! I pull into my driveway (of my old house I grew up in and not my current residence, for some reason) and cops with shotguns are firing at me. OMG, what do I do? I turn off the car, and they all go away. Whew. Then I woke up.
Dream #2: I am with my mom and brother and we are at the airport about to get on our flights. They are going to Colorado and I am going to Seattle. (This is actually true in October.) I am nervous because we are cutting it close and I want to make the flight. I pull a bunch of junk out of my backpack that I'm afraid won't make it through security. We get to the ticket counter and it turns out that I printed out the wrong thing, so it costs me another $70 to get it straightened out. My mom just tells me to charge it. But I'm changing planes, so won't it end up costing me another $70 at the next stop? Oh, who knows. So I pay it and make it in time to the plane. It's a Delta flight (also true) and I end up sitting in a row of 5 seats by myself. Sweet! But the people in front of me are a little annoying.
I look over and suddenly my daughter Meg is there, sitting next to me. Hmm. The seats are really big and comfortable, and I like them. (Now I know I'm dreaming!) Once the flight takes off, the flight attendants all come out dressed in costumes and saying they have a surprise. Instead of a movie, we get live entertainment from some tween star named Lucas. I take it that he is like a Justin Bieber kind of star. Meg, sitting next to me, is all excited. He comes out on a stage and starts singing, and the flight attendant tells Meg she can go on stage and meet him, and she is squeeing. I'm uninterested until Zac Efron comes out and sings, and man, is he HOT! And Vanessa Hudgens is there dancing with him. So I sit back and enjoy the show.
After the show, somehow my dad and stepmom are there, and we are all sitting around playing a game of Monopoly. Then they're gone again, and the plane lands. But not at the right airport. Somewhere in Arizona. How I got to Arizona, I have no idea. But there's a terrible storm and they can't fly out. So I am stuck in this weird little shopping area, and who do I see but my friends Yesica and Leticia! They are there too! We are bored so we go outside and look around. We end up peeking in the windows of a house and see all these weird wax mannequins in the house, just sitting around like normal people. Suddenly, this crazy old man chases us, and it turns out that he turned his family into wax and now wants to do it to us! So we run and hide and try to lose him. Luckily, the storm is over and we can get back on the plane and get out of there. Only now it's a really tiny crappy plane, and we had to climb up a ladder to get inside of it, and it was all rusty and falling apart. And that's where I woke up.
I'm not sure what these dreams mean, but I have an inkling that the first one is because I play too many damn video games, and the second one is related to my fear of flying/traveling, and the fact that I have another trip coming up. Let's hope that I don't land in Arizona though.
Until tomorrow, Dream On!
Here's hoping you don't land in Arizona. That person you care deeply about will miss you so very much!!! You should have turned on that old man and forced that Vincent Price imitator to be dipped in his own wax!! Unfortunately, dreams don't always work like that.
ReplyDeleteAs for your first dream, I know what you're talking about. I had a dream that told me I was reading too many comic books. It was far out stuff.