Dream Trek

I was sitting on my front porch, smoking a cigarette. I couldn't imagine anything strange would happen at this point in time, especially at this place, out here in rural Texas. But little did I know that something extremely intense was just over the horizon.

I heard the roaring screech of a jet engine, and then I looked up to see a 747 just above my town -- the airplane was so close I could see all of the windows and read the text on the plane in detail. I could tell that the plane was stalled -- the nose was up way too high, and the plane seemed to be sinking through the air...

I ran off of the porch to stand in the driveway and watch the plane fly by -- And I looked on in shock as the plane crashed into the cornfield behind my house -- less than 500 yards away, a huge fiery explosion was taking place... I looked in awe for about 5 seconds, when I was forced to take cover behind my house because shards of fiery debris were landing all over the place, burning my skin and setting small fires...

I thought to myself, this disaster isn't over. It's the end of June in Texas - everything is dry as fuck and this plane just set a grass fire in the field behind us. At this point I turned on the news and watched to see what the situation was, only to find out I knew more about the situation than they did -- This whole god damned town is on fire, and if I want to make it out of here with my life, I needed to leave now...

And then I woke up.

This dream is similar to many others, in that it follows the trend of "Car Crash". I have a feeling I'm going to have more plane crash dreams now that I've begun flight simulation"

I remember having a dream and then falling back to sleep and forgetting it. Unfortunate. However, I was able to gather two dream fragments last night.

#1 - Indecisive Potential Lover
I was at the gas station, and I met a nice girl and asked her if she wanted to hang out. She agreed to hang out with me. The scene cuts to my house -- I'm at my house with my family and her family, and we're making conversation. She gave me her phone number, her fax number, and her home address -- which was odd for her to do, because up until this point her body language would indicate she was entirely not interested in me. But even though it seemed as though she wasn't interested, her words and actions indicated that she *was*. I wasn't going to give up on her yet -- she was gorgeous! Way too gorgeous to be interested in me.

Reflection:
I believe that in this dream, I am torn between the desire to find a significant other and my low self-image. It says a lot about my hopeless romanticism.

#2 "In the Gheeeetooo"
I'm driving a truck through a ghetto, which at the bottom of a valley. For the bottom of a valley, this is a pretty barren wasteland. It resembles a trailer park in the desert -- with houses spaced out without any rhyme or reasoning to their positions, and roads existing only because cars had traveled over them -- not because any government paved them. I remember thinking "This place is a crime haven -- the valley hides its position so nobody will detect us." I thought. We turned a corner and spotted a burning building. I called for the man who lived there, who I somehow knew. He was hiding in a giant pile of ice and snow of unknown origin. I yelled to him "Get in the truck before you get sick!" -- he got in, and we drove off.
Reflection:
I don't know where I got the idea for the location, except that there is a ghetto in my town called "The Valley", which exists at the lowest point in the town. It's hot and Texas climate, but not a desert.

I, and a band of friends, set out to explore a house. The mood was cautious - we were definitely trespassing. Thankfully, the house belonged to people we knew, which left open the possibility of effectively talking the situation down should we have been caught. Or, at least, that was the idea.

My friends and I began rolling up some weed, and as we waited for the smoking to commence. During this time, I unveiled a solid black M1911 pistol, which was fitted with a suppressor and a laser sight. Essentially a matte black version of the silverballer from Hitman. Once we were ready to smoke, we went outside and began to place eggs and shoot at them.

While we were shooting, a car pulled up to the house. It was the residents. We explained that we had just arrived and retrieved our "Airsoft Gun" which was left in the yard. One of the residents in the car was excited and asked to see it. We let him see it, and he took the silencer off and shot it.

Someone heard the shot, and called 911. Strangely, a fire truck arrived first.l I was getting worried. Along with posessing marijuana, we also were in posession of an unlicensed silenced firearm, which, if not a felony by itself, would be a felony when combined with the weed. For some reason, I was still concerned about getting rid of the weed (natural stoner instinct)... I tossed that shit over the fence, but that only created suspicion.

At this point my goal was to convince the people in the car to not reveal that we had a gun, and that we should just let the cops come and go. But I slowly became more and more worried, until the combination of my worry eventually woke me up.

Notes on Dream
This was the second dream in which I, along with friends, break into someone's house and do drugs there. (In one dream I was up doing coke in some random person's house).

This is not something I do in real life, lol.