Mydera

Dream One: I was standing outside the grocery store, in the grass beside the parking lot. There's a stop sigh nearby, and a big hole in front of the stop sign. Not like a vertical hole in the ground, but it goes in at an angle like a tunnel. As soon as I walk up to it, I recognize it as my friend M's house. I call into the hole asking if she's home, and I see her boyfriend's shoes. He call ups she's not home but should be home shortly. I thank him, and then stand back up. My friend M drives by in a car at that moment and waves when she stops at the stop sign. I wake up.

Dream Two: I'm not sure why I can't go back to sleep, so I get up and go into the living room to read a bit. I pick up a book off the floor thinking my husband missed it when he was cleaning last night. It's my daughters barbie book. I start to flip through the pages for some reason, and find myself thinking that's not what this book was about! I wonder if I'm dreaming, but I decide that I can't be dreaming because I could read. The text wasn't changing at all. I put the dream back, and it's daylight outside. I get a call from my mom, and answer it. She's telling me that her friend still wants her and us to move into that big house and rent to own the place. I say ok, instead of sticking to my decision of no. Then I'm in the kitchen, but the kitchen cabinets are the color of the bathroom cabinet. And then mom starts saying the pipes in the big house were cut off, and I actually see the pipes in front of me as if I'm there looking at them. They're moving like that pipes screen saver windows used to have pre-installed. I wake up, and curse for not doing a second RC.

Dream Three: I'm talking to my best friend A about weather and looking at a weather radar. There's some sort of blue and red flashing circle above New England, and the edges of this blue and red area are bright orange. I ask my friend A what's up with the radar above New England? She doesn't know, so I zoom in. Then I see the map as a 3d satellite rendering, like Google earth. There's a big red line and it looks like a lava trail, except it's spinning. I wake up to my daughter screaming about dragons.

Dream Four: I'm in the car with my husband and kids, going home from a small town nearby. We're watching the weather radar, and there's a tornado coming. I tell my husband to go straight home, that the tornado is moving in the opposite direction, so we should be fine if we head home. Then the tornado JUMPS and lands in front of us. We quickly unbuckle the kids, then lay in a ditch with them, but the tornado doesn't hit us. It jumps again. We buckle up quickly and start going back home. The Phone rings, waking me up.

Dream Five: I'm at my high school, and for some reason I have alcohol in my bag? A friend from school that I was always in a love/hate type friendship with wants his alcohol out of the bag, and I realize some of the alcohol isn't mine but his. I give it to him, and wonder if I'm going to get in trouble for having it at school. Then I realize I'm of age, so who's going to have a problem with me having alcohol? There's a storm coming, and the overhead speakers blare that schools canceled and we need to go home. I'm wanting to go to a different building to get my headphones (apparently they were awesome Mario head phones too!) But the buildings are being locked and evacuated. The halls are tightly packed, and there's a stop light in the hall stopping people from blocking the intersections. I'm standing at a stop light, and the power flickers then goes out. I barely step to the side fast enough to avoid being trampled. When the crowd clears, my son is with me. I see my husband, and he says he has to go lock the river cabin before he can go home and I need to go pick up our daughter. I ask him why he has to lock the river cabin, and he says he was there last week. I get so pissed to know he was there last week and left it unlocked for a whole week! then he says it's fine, no one's going to care. I try to explain we had trouble with people crashing at the cabin, but he doesn't listen and blows me off. I'm mad, but I take my son outside to leave anyways, getting my daughter is more important! I hear a message over the loud speaker again, this time saying there was an accident and we've lost one of our students. I feel bad, but I need to get my daughter. I put my son in the car, then I notice someone laying on the ground. I walk around my car to get a better view, and there's a black SUV that has run this person over, and the drive is none other than my husband! The run over person gets up, he's just a kid in high school! He tells me that he's fine, but he's going to go to the doctor anyways and we're going to be hearing from his lawyer. My husband decides he's going to drive my car, and hops in the drivers seat. I notice he's driving crazy! He's saying he's going to end up losing his license now, and I'm like pull over and let me drive! We are arguing, making him swerve more, so I decide to stop and let him concentrate. As soon as we get to my daughter's school (she's not even in school, lol) I ask him to put her in her car seat. When he gets out of the drivers seat to do so, I climb over the center console and into the drivers seat. He can't drive now, ha ha! But then he refuses to get in the car. He wanders off into the storm. I'm worried, but then I tell myself he's an adult and he isn't stupid, he can take care of himself and he'll go inside somewhere because he's terrified of Tornados. I drive off, then park and go inside some church. I am walking in with the kids, and I see there's a wedding going on. the priest says something like, "I now pronounce you gay man and wife" and there's are two beautiful women getting married. I feel like I know them, and I am soooo happy for them that I'm actually crying tears of joy. But then a lady taps me on the shoulder and asks if I'm me, I say yes, and she tells me that my husband has been run over, and he's passed away. I'm in shock and disbelief, and then I start to walk out of the church just leaving my kids in there. The walls are suddenly while tile. There are red tiles that light up and stack on top of one another alternating between 2 and 5 tiles high. Every three white columns, there's a column with red lights, marking a trail or path. I follow the path to a bathroom, where I see my husbands back as he slips into a stall. I yell out to him, thanking whatever gods are out there that let him be alive. He tells me to stop, he's a ghost, and I shouldn't see him. Then I tell him no, he has to be alive, I need him! Then he tells me that's the problem, "I want need him, but it's not because I want him." then I wake up to the phone ringing again.