Mortalis

Last night I had a non-lucid dream about a seafood processing plant floating in the middle of the ocean. The only entrance was a small ramp that you would run your boat up onto to unload the seafood. We pulled up to the processing plant in a small, canoe-like boat, with Mike Rowe from Dirty Jobs as our leader. As we pulled up, a great white shark flopped up next to our boat on the ramp, trying to get some of the seafood, but quickly fell back into the ocean. Inside of the plant was a labyrinth of tubes and pipes, which fed various seafood products to different parts of the plant. There were no lights inside, and most of the workers seemed to have not seen the light of day in a long time.

In speaking further to the workers, they all seemed, frankly, like a bunch of hicks. They detested the outside world, and essentially their entire lives were centered around processing seafood. I walked among the rows of pipes and once in a while would grab a clam or muscle and eat it. I can't remember if I was eating these raw, or if they had somehow been cooked in the process. This was the end of that part of the dream, though the next fragment I remember was interacting with a boy from the plant, but was set in a supermarket.

Fragment: A boy from the processing plant was hiding in the lettuce pile in a supermarket vegetable isle. In order to entice him to come out, his older brother arranged macaroni noodles on sandwich bread and then put some Parmigiano Reggiano cheese on top of the noodles. The strange thing was that the noodles were cold, so I wouldn't exactly call it mac and cheese. At this point I woke up.

This dream started out at a football practice. The practice was a sort of scouting practice, where we would run plays and then the scout would decide which school we were qualified to go to. Some of the better players had already accepted offers from top schools, so they were just watching from the sidelines. The strange thing was that even in the dream I was not a football player. Instead I just happened to be there and was thrown into a few plays. The second play I got into I got the ball for a run, and the blocking ahead of me was incredible. I ended up doing a few cutbacks across the field and scoring a touchdown. The scout mentioned it was a good play, but considering I hadn't played all year I wasn't offered a position at any school. At this point everyone filtered down to the dining hall at the school my dream was taking place in. For some reason I stayed behind to arm wrestle a fellow team mate. I won two rounds of arm wrestling and then we headed down to dinner. I remember taking a seat at a large, round table, which had seats for about 12 or 13 people around it. Many of the seats were taken, but a few were untouched. I sat down at one of these seats, only to have someone say there was already a person there.

I asked how that was possible if no one was there and the settings hadn't even been touched. They didn't answer, since the person returned and chose a new seat, telling me it was no problem that I took his. I don't remember the part of the dream where we ate dinner if there was such a part. The next thing I remember about the dream is sitting at the top of a long staircase going down to a large lake. In the lake were enormous floating dormitories. The dormitories below me were the girls only dormitories, and I was sitting there talking to my girlfriend about how I would get into one. We took the steps down, and got to the lake. There were floating heads forming a pathway from the steps to the dormitory door. This was just like in the new Alice in Wonderland movie that just came out, where alice had to jump from head to head. I did this, but as I reached the door I woke up.