Chessica's Dream Journal

Dream:

I'm in the city, I'm riding a bike. I can see people around me. Tourists and some people standing outside a police station wanting to apply for visa. Some of the people try to stop me, but I bike on past them. A man with dark skin (a tourist) is staring at me. I think to myself it must be because of my height (I'm tall!). The city changes and becomes an airport. A French lady is looking confused. There's a board with tourist information on it, and it's got a touch screen. The woman tries to get to the touch screen, but she's too short, the screen is to high up. She stops me and asks for help. I help her. She asks what my name is. I say my name. She tries to repeat it, but the pronunciation is wrong, she leaves out the 'r'. I say my name again, and she tries to pronounce it - wrong again. I say my name using a French accent, she laughs (I do too) and she says it correct this time. I then try to find something she can stand on to make her reach the touch screen, but she won't have it. She begs me to stay and help her.

Dream:

A tombstone. A lady asks me to show her my pets last resting place. I show her the tombstone. It's shaped like a regular tombstone, but the lower part is shaped like a food and water bowl. A hamster is running around on it looking for food and eating. A man appears. He's part of a village of people that are actually cats ... They dislike Scandinavians because we apparently have a virus that can harm them (the cat people). I get the feeling it's all quite pseudoscientific. He backs away when I approach him (he's in the shape of a white cat). The dream ends with me petting/communicating telepathically with a black cat nearby.