* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***

Home Components Equal Music

Someone had explained to me, and then I was trying to explain to someone else, how different parts of a home correlated to parts of a symphony.

There was a large home, and a symphony playing in the background. I was trying to explain how if you took the columns away from the home (huge columns, though the house was really just a model), a certain section of the symphony wouldn't be heard anymore. The columns then floated away from the model, and one section of the band was no longer heard.

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I was in the military in a truck of sorts. I was standing between the drivers seat and a seat behind me. The two seats were so close together, that I was squeezed tight. This helped me with the next part of my dream.

I was holding on to an ovular ring on the ceiling of the truck with two fingers. I intended for it to look like I was holding up the weight of my body with two fingers, but in fact I'm pretty tall, and the seats being so tight held me up, and I could just reach up to the ring.

Other's looked at me in amazement that I could hold up my bodyweight with 2 fingers. A short, fat guy tried to jump up and grab a ring, but he couldn't even reach it. Then it came into question how I could really hold on with just two fingers.

I was going to have some kind of test about it now, and I wanted to explain how I couldn't really have held up my body weight, but I couldn't explain it because my dream slowed me and my reactions down.

I ended up being thrown under the truck with another person. It was easy enough to stay out from under the wheels, and I was thinking of rolling out from under the truck.

Later, I was talking to my commanding officer. I was nervous about telling him the deal with the truck.