Night Time Musings of Shadowclaw

Dream # 1:

I was in my house, walking down the hall. My mother was talking on the phone loudly. She was arguing with someone. I walked into the kitchen, and she had some papers in front of her on the counter. She was talking about a warranty. I figured that it must be the warranty for our driveway. She angrily hung up the phone, and I asked her if they were going to honor the warranty. Then I woke up.

Dream # 2:

I was at the ocean, and it was night time. The moon was full and provided plenty of light for me. I walked along the coast line, and the waves rolled in and out. There was a tall cliff face to my left, several hundred feet away from the water line. There were also buildings along the shore, mostly houses. One building in particular was a small guesthouse.

I walked into the guesthouse, and I saw a mirror in the hallway. I noticed that I was wearing my bathing suit. For some reason, I turned on the light. I could see someone stirring in bed in the next room, so I quickly turned the light off. I walked into the room, and I saw two queen-sized beds pushed up next to each other, probably to save space, because it was a small room.

There was one person in each bed. I could see that Curly from the Three Stooges was in the left bed, and an unknown person was in the right bed. So I climbed into the right bed and snuggled up close to the person in it. I fell asleep.

Next thing I remember, it is morning, and Curly is gone. One of my biology professors was walking around the room. He was the one in the bed with me during the night. When he noticed I was awake, he told me, "Good Morning." His hair was a mess and he was in his pajamas. He left the room and was gone for maybe five minutes. When he returned, he was dressed for the day and his hair was neatly combed. He also brought breakfast with him. We talked for a little while, but I don't remember what we talked about. At this point I woke up.

Dream # 3:

I returned to the previous dream at the ocean. I was still with my biology professor, but we were leaving a mall. He had a bag full of purchases, but I don't know what they were. Outside, we met one of my chemistry professors. He told us that he was excited about going to Belize.

The three of us walked back to the guesthouse, and we all had suitcases waiting for us. They were black, and the kind with wheels. We took our suitcases and walked outside. There was a sidewalk now, and we walked along it with our suitcases trailing behind us. We eventually came to a large van, and several students were loading their luggage into the back. I recognized a few of them that had gone to Belize with me (IRL), but there were several I had never seen before. I counted the students and realized that there wasn't room for me, and that I must not have signed up for the trip.

I asked my professor if the roster was full. He said, "Yes, but even if it wasn't, how would come up with the money in so short a time?" I stood to the side and watched everyone get into the van. Another student I had traveled with was standing with me. I guess he didn't remember to sign up, either. I was angry that I didn't get to go, and I wondered how I missed signing up. Then I woke up.

Dream # 1:

I am in a helicopter with several students, one of my professors, and Juan, a nature guide I had met while in Belize (IRL). I am not sure of what country we are in, but I know we are in Central America. We are flying over a river in a valley, and there are many large rock formations jutting out of the river like tall islands. We fly quickly, and I can feel the wind on my face as it flows in through an open window. We fly over the rock formations and I hold onto the seat in front of me. It is exhilerating, and the valley below is so beautiful.

We land and have the opportunity to look around. The leaves on the trees are a dark green, and the folliage is very thick. We walk on one of the rock islands, and the sun shines brightly in a cloudless sky. Now, we have to leave, and return to the helicopter. We fly over a water park that combines a natural river and waterfalls with water slides and pools. I watch as children go down the slides and people jump into the pools. I remember being here before, but at a time when no one was there. I am surprised at how many people are here now.

We land, and are going to go to our final destination on land. However, I need to use the restroom. So I walk into a restaurant at the edge of the park and go into the restroom. I have a strange feeling in my left breast, so I lift my shirt and look. A snake is slowing coming out, like a parasite. It doesn't hurt, but I am afraid that the snake ispoisonous. As it got longer, it starts to bite me, and now it does hurt.

I hurry out of the restroom, but I am intercepted by a coworker. She is waiting tables a the restaurant. I do not question why she is a waitress in Central America, but I am annoyed with her because she called off from work over the weekend and now I find her working another job. She starts talking to me, but I don't have time, and I run out the door.

Everyone is gone, but I know that they took the train. So I walk along the train tracks, and they lead into the forest. Eventually, they lead to a hotel, and I find the train outside of it. I enter the building, and everyone is inside at a table, waiting for dinner. I see Juan at the end of the table, and I tell him that I need to see him in private immediately. At this point, I wake up. I look at the clock, and it is only 8:00 AM, so I close my eyes and will myself to return to the dream.

I return, but I have gone back in time and have not asked Juan to come with me yet. This time, I ask both Juan and my professor to come to the restroom with me. As we walk to restroom, I have difficulty staying in the dream. I keep fading in and out of sleep. We get to the restroom, and I show them the snake. I then wake up again, and give up on trying to continue the dream.

Dream # 2:

I am driving somewhere in my car, a red Pontiac G5. I am supposed to be on streets that I know, but they look nothing like they do in real life. I want to get downtown. I pull up next to some parked cars, and they are all red convertables. The drivers are all playing some sort of video game, although there are no screens. They all have Atari controllers in their hands.

I climb into the backseat of one of the convertibles and pick up a controller. I am transported into the game. It is a driving game, and I am in a red convertible. I begin to drive. The road is long and winding, and to the left is a large lake or perhaps the ocean. The road is lined with trees, and I notice how all of the leaves have finally come out for summer. I drive faster and faster, and I am almost to the end and will win soon. Then, I come to a one-lane bridge and someone is coming from the other direction. I hit the brakes and the car goes sideways. I come to a stop in the middle of the bridge. I did not hit anything, but I lost the game because I stopped.

I leave the game and am returned to the car. The driver of the convertible has also left his game and is looking at me. I throw down my controller and say, "F--- this!" and he laughs. I get out of the car and back into mine. I start to drive away and I wake up.