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2016-08-15

Dream #8

I'm walking through what is supposedly a school building (does not exist IRL) and get to an area of grass about 5 metres long and 10 metres wide. There is a road to the left and a road to the front. I walk up to a pedestrian crossing on the second road. There are more buildings on the other side. Someone is with me. A teacher is carrying an improbably tall (1m) stack of books. I split the stack between the three of us and we cross the road. There are no cars.

Dream #9

I was travelling somewhere, possibly a long distance over land, possibly in a bus. I arrive from the "south" with a large group of other people in an area with a few buildings. There is a central road running through it to the "north" to a shallow sea, with a lighthouse at the end. There is a bay to the east of the lighthouse. We are standing on this road, east of a statue in the middle of it. This might not be where we were originally going. Something strange has happened - all the people are gone, but everything else appears largely intact. Everyone universally decides that the world is ending and we need to survive.

I pick out a group of people and start moving north, but everyone else follows us. I decide that we need to stay away from everyone else to survive, so we arrive at another statue, hide behind it to its northeast, then I send one of my group, a friend I know IRL, into the thick forest to the east. By this time the group following us is quite large, and nobody notices him leaving. I was planning to join him there immediately but decide I'll go there later.

We continue moving down the road, looting supplies, then go along the edge of the bay. The bay is almost a full circle, and is only connected to the sea by a narrow channel near the lighthouse. There are very few buildings here. This is in an unfamiliar country, possibly Greece. We are mostly looting small electronics, and don't seem to care about food or other survival supplies even though we expect to stay here for a long time. At the end of the bay, someone finds a wallet with a 2 euro receipt and a local SIM card in it, and I tell him to check if there is mobile coverage. I tell him that he can use the backup phone in my backpack for this, but only if he can't find another one to use.

The perspective abruptly switches to third-person, following a ghost. The ghost is indoors, at a swimming pool, haunting someone she had known before she died.

Perspective switches back to first person. I am standing southwest of the lighthouse, looking southwest. A car arrives from the south onto the beach and I explain the situation. Then I look east. Somehow, possibly as a result of the ghost's appearance, a voice tells everyone in the area that they will be returned from it, with whatever loot they are carrying at the moment. The voice represents whoever is responsible for the whole incident. I am disappointed by the fact that this is ending. I wake up.

I'm walking around a school. It very similar to my elementary school, but it's obviously high school. As I walk around I enter a large circular room with a giant staircase down the middle. I notice the the whole room is really full of people. The walls are glass windows. I walk up to the walls and look outside. I notice that we are very high up like in a sky scraper, but I feel like we're actually moving, as if in a dirigible. While still staying close to the windows, I walk around the room, heading towards the stairs. When I get to them I see A very tall, white man walking down them. I get nervous and shrink away from him a bit. I immediately walk past the stairs, hoping he doesn't see me. I look back to make sure he's gone. Once I'm sure he's gone, I feel better and go close to the windows again. I sit down next to two girls who I'm friends with. I smile and they smile back and say hi. Then they turn back to each other and start to make out. It doesn't bother me at first, but then I start to get annoyed. I feel envious and think that I should have someone to kiss as well. Without saying anything, I get up and walk up to the windows. I look up and see a large rope for blinds. I grab it and try to pull the blinds down. But for some reason they won't stay down. I freak out a little bit because I know if I let go of the rope the blinds will fly all the way up and I don't want that. A guy suddenly walks up and offers to help me. I smile gratefully and he takes the rope and pulls the blinds down. I walk away from him as he does that. I feel like I need to find someone.

early:
+(f) some (people?) off in the distance, I come into a courtyard and enter into a room that has a soaking wet towel on the ground amidst a pool of water, and I'm hesitant to step on it [woken by wife snoring]

later:
+ [vivid, detailed]: on a farm, standing on a patio overlooking the fields. The farmer is to my left, I observe his (son?) going out into the fields. He goes into a grove of trees in order to get some farming equipment and I'm thinking that's a really long way to go to get and put back the equipment. He comes riding on a piece of farming machinery like a tractor. He's driving around back and forth on the thing, it has a huge roller on it with spikes that creates large divots in the ground kind of like a lawn aerator. There's a small animal like a dog or cat and it's running around the tractor and I'm concerned that it will get run over and the farmer and I are (trying to warn the driver of the tractor?). Then the tractor is a multi-legged "stomping" thing with about 6-8 legs on a side, mechanical legs and retract up and thrust down into the dirt. It is being used to break up the stiff dirt into soft dirt. Then the driver is walking in deep, wet mud with his own legs to break up the stiff turf.

I'm talking to the farmer and he's saying I'll need to be sleeping out in the fields. This doesn't bother me but I say I'll need more pillows, about 3-4 more. He wonders why I need so many, and I explain that I need 3-4 pillows in order to account for my bad back in order to prevent my back from sagging in the bed.

I'm walking up a hill past the farm and looking at the roads leading away. The (farmer?) is standing with me and points to one of the roads indicating that that's the one that people ride down. I start to correct him that I don't recognize the road but then I look and "remember" it, and I notice that there are a lot of people skating (skateboards) and boarding (snowboards, but no snow) down the road and hopping off of jumps and heading down the hill off the road. I start riding back down the rough asphalt road we're standing on, on a skateboard, back down the gentle slope towards the farm. I'm intently watching the road surface, there are some (not very deep) uneven places, potholes and exposed pipes that I'm riding over. I'm a bit concerned about falling with the speed I'm going and losing skin on the asphalt. I'm zig zagging to bleed off some speed. I eventually end up back in the farm house and I'm thinking there is some way to continuously skate back up to the top of the hill and keep on going. I'm thinking my legs are tired from all that standing on the skateboard.